Quick post because I gotta pee. Seriously.
Barring thoroughly spontaneous renegade evil-doer thoughts, all suicidal ideation will most likely be delayed for another, oh, eight days or so. I'm going to see Matthew Good on the 5th! Finally! I've waitied too long to see him to die just before. Hey, we all have different motivators.
Also, I have an interview next week. In Pittsburgh. I don't even know what to say to myself let alone anyone else. It is on the 41st floor, though. Big change from working two floors underground. I'll let you know how it goes.
Duty calls.
6 comments:
Best wishes on your interview. I have one tomorrow also. Let's knock 'em dead! ... so to speak. :)
Don't you mean "doody calls"???
Oh, you said you had to pee...sorry! :)
Well, good luck on your interview. Can't imagine what the view would be like from up there! :)
Meadow74 - Yeah, literal 'deadness' on the interviewer may prevent us from landing said jobs. ;) You are an amazing woman and I simply can't see anyone turning you down for a job, really. But still, best of luck!!!
Stacy - Leave it to you! =) I had maybe five minutes to post and at the same time the tides were rising in ye olde bladder! Bad timing but I won! I won! Well, except for that little wet spot on the carpet... With my luck the 41st floor = cloud bank.
best of luck!!
That's awesome, I just may go see him (again) myself.
Kate - Thanks a bunch; I'll let you know!
Jay - Again? Hoo boy. Good thing he doesn't live near me or I'd be going to so many shows he'd mistake me for a stalker.
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