Oh my doG I am full of gronk today.
O my word, me that too. ALL FLIPPIN' DAY! Gronkies.
Fay, I second KT's Squee. I hear SoCal needs good teachers. Come! Come to the sunny side of the street (said in best evil tempting calm voice I can muster). In practical terms, if two former co-workers here at the theater can get teaching gigs, heck, they'll hire anyone, so they MUST be desperate (nothing against theater folk, merely stating the two that left were not the surefire flashlights of the running crew).
oh Jilli ... waves temptingly.
Oooh, that is cute. Don't know what I'd do with it, since I don't wear belts, tho'.
Come to the sunny side of the street
in my head this was sung by a very inebriated Shane McGowan.
Peektures from last night. Includes baby cuteness and shots of vroominess.
Poor Raq. First your goolie and now this. Are you sure you didn't offend Jehovah? I mean, plague of boils, right?
sending out the ma~to karl and jz
There was more, but the phone rangg, so I forgot
guh
juliana +motorcycle = guh
Popping in briefly to say: Thank you for the ~ma! The interview went so well -- or, at least, it felt that way to me. Cool location, nice people, ridiculously pretty view; I'd be totally happy to work there.
And I'm feeling less than enthused about tomorrow's interview. But what if I'm deluded and today's actually sucked? Or what if it actually was good but just not quite good enough, and there's someone else out there who's even more perfect?
Bleah. Time to go home and crank out the thank-yous.
Poor Raq! That sounds awful!
Yay for good interview, JZ! I hope you hear back soon!
