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italics have come back A confession/wonderment: pretty much my favorite thing these days is business news on NPR in the morning. Business news. WHO AM I? I have a job interview next week at the only job I've applied for recently. Of course they want to hire me, do you know how smart I am? It's good news for me but I looked at the job advertisement again today and now I don't want the job - it's kind of lame, I want to full on fucking edit, man, not deal with all this office crap. I just got an email from my favorite DJ friend inviting me to a party at his house next week. I'm desperately trying to think of excuses for getting out of it. I am LAME! I'll have to go ALONE! People will feel SORRY for me and will feel uncomfortable around me! I will end up staying too late because I never know how to leave gracefully! Agggh. Aggh. I was going to get a cat! Why haven't I? (I couldn't even afford a litter box right now.)
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