I'm having a second cup of tea. I hope living on the edge like this doesn't bite me in the ass.
And it's past noon even!
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I'm having a second cup of tea. I hope living on the edge like this doesn't bite me in the ass.
And it's past noon even!
Facebook?
Yes. It's suddenly become the scourge of my life.
I seem to have wounded myself with a callous shaver. Those things should only be wielded by a professional.
I should make sure to finish the cuppa before 1, just in case. Because that will make a difference.
There was a moldy strawberry in my cereal. I'm traumatised.
I have had three job search-related calls so far today. One looks like it's going to turn into an interview on Sunday or Monday (WTF?) and one sounded like she was going to recommend me to the hiring director for a face to face.
YAY! ita, that is good news.
Yay, ita! Fingers crossed on the tea. It's my lifeblood, so.
Yeah, msbelle, I hope it's not h1n1. Ugh.
That sounds good, ita. I hope one or both of them turns into an offer that you'd like to take.
Some dude just went by my window on a unicycle. You don't see that very often.
You don't that very often.
Sooner or later, gravity wins.
Yay for good news on the job front, ita.
I am now in a bit of a grrr. Called the doc's office in hopes of hearing biopsy results. Nope. Out of the office. Until Tuesday. Grrr. Why tell me to call at the end of the week if you're not going to be there? I'm officially annoyed now.
My fingers are crossed. For you too, Burrell.
Enzyte commercials (I type cocmercial the first time) make me want to never have sex again.