crossing fingers for jz's essential awesomeness to be instantly recognized by interviewers
Buffy! If I wanted to fight, you could tell by the being dead already.
Glory ,'Potential'
Spike's Bitches 38: Well, This Is Just...Neat.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Scrappy - Nov 15, 2007 9:32:06 am PST #4214 of 10002
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Atropa - Nov 15, 2007 9:33:56 am PST #4215 of 10002
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Go JZ! Go JZ! I am certain the interview will go splendidly.
sumi - Nov 15, 2007 9:34:15 am PST #4216 of 10002
Art Crawl!!!
Susan - that is really wonderful.
JZ - go you!
I'm having difficulties making good decisions about buying things now that we've got our little bonus. Part of me wants to SPEND IT ALL!! And then the other part of me is very, very worried about SPENDING it all. Mostly because I have so many things that I want and so many things that I need and I can't do all of either.
Aims - Nov 15, 2007 9:34:52 am PST #4217 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Southern California has RATS in TREES?
Yep.
Now you understand my fear of walking around the backyard after dark, doncha?
JZ - Nov 15, 2007 9:51:27 am PST #4218 of 10002
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Thanks for the ~ma, but I feel like puking, my face badly wants to break out and my pits are stinky. At this point all I'm aiming for is the ability to speak in complete sentences.
Trudy Booth - Nov 15, 2007 9:52:51 am PST #4219 of 10002
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
Now you understand my fear of walking around the backyard after dark, doncha?
Uh, YEAH.
Seriously. People need to warn you of these things. All our NYC rats are in places like piles of garbage and subway tracks. They might run out and scare you, but there is no death from above.
OMG, I'm never going to California AGAIN without a giant hat. With a big brim. Made of something sturdy... like tinfoil.
Glamcookie - Nov 15, 2007 9:56:32 am PST #4220 of 10002
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
I've lived in SoCal for 21 years (good Lord I'm old) and I've never seen a rat in a tree. Thank God.
Ginger - Nov 15, 2007 10:00:13 am PST #4221 of 10002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
You'll do great, JZ. Remember that no job interview can be as bad as a rat leaping on you from a tree.
The rats I fought for so long in this house were roof rats. Good old i Rattus rattus, the rats that brought us the Plague. They end up in attics so often because they jump onto roofs looking for food and then spot a gap they can crawl through. My exterminator, The Happy Trapper, contends that most of the time people think they have squirrels in their attics, they really have roof rats.
I hate them.
omnis_audis - Nov 15, 2007 10:18:37 am PST #4222 of 10002
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
wait. we have rats in trees? Been here 10 years, never heard of that before. I've seen some bushy tail squirrels. But never a rat.
Trudy Booth - Nov 15, 2007 10:20:52 am PST #4223 of 10002
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
My exterminator, The Happy Trapper, contends that most of the time people think they have squirrels in their attics, they really have roof rats.
OK, my Mom DEFFINATELY had squirrles because we saw their fuzzy-ass tails.
I am, lets say phobic about rats. Like, Winston Smith nuts. Like, I will shriek and leap if I see one and my heart will pound and my breathing will be hyper for a while. This is a source of endless amusement to my friend John who has ridden home from the theater with me in the wee hours and seen this reaction many a time. He immitates my shriek. He will tell me there is a rat when there is not (doesn't work, fyi -- though I might jump a li'l bit). Once we were with other friends there was an incident and when the other guys heard me scream they were running over all "Oh My God! What's wrong? Are you OK?" and John just sighed... "She's FINE. It was just a rat. That's her rat noise."
Certain among you may recall an incident with an Opossum which, at a glance, is just a giant fucking rat that has broken into Kristin's basement and is coming to kill me. (Interestingly enough, if I KNOW its an oppossom I'm all "oooooh" and staring at it. They're adorable. And clearly not evil.) Of course, at that point I'd had rabies shots from a bat encounter so I had the right to be tense.