"I'll take an extra large double mocha, a side of vodka and a Xanax to go please."
She knows me well. LOL. Gimme!
"I'll take an extra large double mocha, a side of vodka and a Xanax to go please."
She knows me well. LOL. Gimme!
An important point came up in the comments, and I love you all for commenting.
Security. Yes, I got a job fast because I have to eat (eating is very important) but I took a chance for the first time in my life on a temporary contract job because I am still thinking of moving. That, and it felt good. I really liked the people I met today, and that is more important to me right now. There are other better paying, more stable jobs being put in front of me, but I don't want to feel stuck. There really is no such thing as security in this life. If there is anything I've learned in the last year, it is that. Life can change on a dime.
I go to Starbucks, get a big, iced mocha, and promptly spill it all down the front of me. Awesome.
That isn't a pile of sick, that is whip cream, ice cubes and coffee in a pile on my car floor that fell off of my chest. This is SO my life in a nutshell.
I got called in for a second interview from the weird place. You know I'll get that job, right? One must not be too picky or cocky, though, in this recession. It is tomorrow, so let's see what they say. I'm interviewing with a completely different person so it could be a new perspective.
They played "Eve of Destruction" on the radio on the way home, which made me laugh. As you know, it is a rule of mine NOT to really discuss politics on my blog. I post politically slanted articles once in a while for your consideration that I find interesting, but I think it's blog suicide to do anything more than that. I will say this, though, God help us all. I don't have a good feeling about ANY of this.
I think I'm going to kick back and play some soothing music and dream of better things. MUCH better things. Why don't you do the same?
I bought my airline ticket yesterday for California. The day after I'm officially unemployed I'm going down to drive my mom back. But first, I will enjoy a few days down there. Nothing has panned out yet, jobwise. It's getting scary. I'm trying to be brave.
I don't mean to frustrate you, but some things in life don't always flow the way you want them to. I live with frustration about some things every day. It can be like some types of pain, it never really goes away, you just learn to live with it.
If the mystery decides to reveal itself to me, I will share then.
The first couple of times I heard it, I dismissed it as coincidence, but it's getting ridiculous now and I want to know what I'm supposed to do with it.
You're curious now, aren't you?
Some people out there would ignore this kind of thing, or not think too much of it, which I almost did myself, but when it appeared in a very odd email to me tonight, I almost threw my Crackberry across the room. It's bugging me!
Here's a couple of snippets from a comedian I thought was funny:
"If worse comes to worse, we're screwed."
The next time you see a guy pushing 30 carts together through the grocery store parking lot, yell out, "Hey, someone else might want to use one of those!"
"I asked someone, what do you think my dream means? He said it means you were sleeping."
LOL!