Last night was nice. I got to have a nice talk and just remind myself of the things that matter. As long as I can remind myself of those things from time to time and reiterate those thoughts and see that yes, they are indeed on the same page, things will never be as bad as I think they are.
Confused yet? good.
Moving on, tomorrow should be one hell of an interesting day. I have my final interview tomorrow at 11. So I get to sit before the 3 ladies I spoke to previously as well as 2 CEOs. No pressure. But I have a really great feeling about this and I really hope that this pulls through for me. So many things have been going well and vastly improving that any second I fear I wake up and find that I've been in a 4 month coma from hitting my face on my nighttable after rolling out of bed. WHEW. I love me some run on sentences. But I digress. Interview at 11. Then later that day me and my buddy michelle are going to go fuck around and get pictures taken where she works, The Picture People. So that means
Amy+Michelle+Props+Insane discount+The entire place to ourselves= Dangerously good times
But I woke up this morning not feeling my best. I'm hoping I can overcome it for tomorrow, more for the interview than my hyper storm in a mall store. Then friday I've got a hot date (yea, who woulda thunk?) and I dunno. I need to scheme something up for saturday. Sunday I'm on call. buh.
ah, i can hear my death weasels getting rowdy in the other room. time to go
Confused yet? good.
Moving on, tomorrow should be one hell of an interesting day. I have my final interview tomorrow at 11. So I get to sit before the 3 ladies I spoke to previously as well as 2 CEOs. No pressure. But I have a really great feeling about this and I really hope that this pulls through for me. So many things have been going well and vastly improving that any second I fear I wake up and find that I've been in a 4 month coma from hitting my face on my nighttable after rolling out of bed. WHEW. I love me some run on sentences. But I digress. Interview at 11. Then later that day me and my buddy michelle are going to go fuck around and get pictures taken where she works, The Picture People. So that means
Amy+Michelle+Props+Insane discount+The entire place to ourselves= Dangerously good times
But I woke up this morning not feeling my best. I'm hoping I can overcome it for tomorrow, more for the interview than my hyper storm in a mall store. Then friday I've got a hot date (yea, who woulda thunk?) and I dunno. I need to scheme something up for saturday. Sunday I'm on call. buh.
ah, i can hear my death weasels getting rowdy in the other room. time to go
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that teh bad times come for a reason.
they are there so you can appreciate just how good the good time are.
and i know,
that sounds like old lady talk...
and maybe it's just a bunch of bull shit to help me cope with bad times.
but how wrong could it be.
^_^
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Good luck with interviewingness!
and uh...I think I'm a Banana nut...uh...nut.