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My pictures from the BBQ are here. Enjoy!
Also, I'm going to be most likely pretty dark gray, charcoalish until the end of the week. I'm leaving for Cleveland in the morning to go to Cedar Point (My first time!) and don't get back until Friday. Probably won't have too much time to drop in.
I'll be dark until tomorrow night. Going to visit a friend on "the Vineyard." I'll report back with any Carly Simon sightings.
I will be dark gray for the next two days, and then black until a week from Saturday. I have a wedding to attend this Saturday, and then I will be in Cape Cod for a week without computer access.
My dudes! I have a new job! I start tomorrow! The bad news is: It pays almost nothing. But who needs to eat, really?
P.S. DMH, why aren't you posting? You should post! No one here is scary, except for msbelle of course.
I'm dark grey already, same tomorrow, then off to the Sierra for 9 days to swim, read, hike, hang out, and look for shooting stars.
I'm around Friday morning, then dark until Sunday the 17th, as I am off to the Pennsic War. Wish me good clubbing!
Going dark for slightly over a week-- until Sunday 17th or thereabouts, depending how long it takes me to catch up.
My agency called and said that my references checked out and they'll let me know if I'm hired by TUESDAY.
Buffista Jobma would be much appreciated.
Some don't-die-ma would be good too.
I didn't get the job I had wanted. Over-qualified-but-you-have-a-great sense-of-humor-don't eva-change, it's not YOU it's US, we wanted an internal candidate, let's be friends, and hey, when we split up the CD collection, you can have all the Miles Davis, because you deserve it.
I'm stuck. It's hopeless.
They really should make these calls at the end of the day, because now all I can think about is going home, ordering some chinese, and crying into some noodles.