Hi everyone,
I had a pretty good week. I got call backs on 2 of my interviews. They both want me to come back down for second interviews and skills testing. One is for a small IT company that offers me a lot of opportunity to learn and grow, and the other is for the NYS Attorney Generals office. That one offers me security, but not a lot of opportunity to learn. Well, I will see how everything goes. I can't make any decisions until they offer me a job, and that's if they do. I hope one of them does.
Other than that, it has been a very peaceful week here. The election is over, so all of those annoying pre-recorded phone calls have finally stopped. I am finally answering my phone again! lol
I posted some photos of the Greenwich Village Halloween Parade in my photos section. I didn't realize I had so many, and I didn't post all of them. Not even close.lol Go check them out. I tried to post a variety so that you could get a feeling of what it was like there. I hope you like them.
I will keep this blog short today. For some reason I am totally distracted.
I will post some short poems today, shorter than I normally post anyway. I hope you like them.
Freudian Slip
Don't take this as a flippant quip
But you know what's showing?
Your Freudian Slip
You may think you're ultra hip
But your subconscious speaks
Through the words that slip
When you're flustered, get a grip
But you make it worse
Over your tongue you trip
Don't bother trying to zip your lip
Let it out from under
Your Freudian Slip
Jungian Drawers
This is no mere jest or hype
But you're my kind of archetype
Cast upon Plutonian shores
What showing? It's my Jungian Drawers
The Collective Unconscious is how I know
That you love me, and boy, it shows
Freud and Adler are such wretched bores
To you, I'll toss my Jungian Drawers
Why do so many women love me for my mind?
Why do so many women love me for my mind?
Could not a few of them love me for my behind?
Or if perhaps a single one just understood
It's quite all right for her to love my womanhood
Or to say that her eye and her affection rests
On the twin perfection of my up-tilted breasts.
Is there some holy cosmic plan that I would vex
If the first thing on my admirers' minds was sex?
But ah, here comes another one, and I will find
That she too has fallen, and loves me for my mind!
I had a pretty good week. I got call backs on 2 of my interviews. They both want me to come back down for second interviews and skills testing. One is for a small IT company that offers me a lot of opportunity to learn and grow, and the other is for the NYS Attorney Generals office. That one offers me security, but not a lot of opportunity to learn. Well, I will see how everything goes. I can't make any decisions until they offer me a job, and that's if they do. I hope one of them does.
Other than that, it has been a very peaceful week here. The election is over, so all of those annoying pre-recorded phone calls have finally stopped. I am finally answering my phone again! lol
I posted some photos of the Greenwich Village Halloween Parade in my photos section. I didn't realize I had so many, and I didn't post all of them. Not even close.lol Go check them out. I tried to post a variety so that you could get a feeling of what it was like there. I hope you like them.
I will keep this blog short today. For some reason I am totally distracted.
I will post some short poems today, shorter than I normally post anyway. I hope you like them.
Freudian Slip
Don't take this as a flippant quip
But you know what's showing?
Your Freudian Slip
You may think you're ultra hip
But your subconscious speaks
Through the words that slip
When you're flustered, get a grip
But you make it worse
Over your tongue you trip
Don't bother trying to zip your lip
Let it out from under
Your Freudian Slip
Jungian Drawers
This is no mere jest or hype
But you're my kind of archetype
Cast upon Plutonian shores
What showing? It's my Jungian Drawers
The Collective Unconscious is how I know
That you love me, and boy, it shows
Freud and Adler are such wretched bores
To you, I'll toss my Jungian Drawers
Why do so many women love me for my mind?
Why do so many women love me for my mind?
Could not a few of them love me for my behind?
Or if perhaps a single one just understood
It's quite all right for her to love my womanhood
Or to say that her eye and her affection rests
On the twin perfection of my up-tilted breasts.
Is there some holy cosmic plan that I would vex
If the first thing on my admirers' minds was sex?
But ah, here comes another one, and I will find
That she too has fallen, and loves me for my mind!
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enni:
oh best of luck 
embeth:
Looks like a fantastic parade. Hope the interviews went well.