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Jul. 22, 2004 - 4:22 p.m. F that S in the GH! That one was for Beth. I don't know how some people wake up. I'm sure out there are some people that are wide awake when they get out of bed. I usually am. But this morning,I jumped out of bed with my eyes still closed, my mind still trying to remember the dream I was having, and fumbling around for my slippers (there are many things for me to stub my toes on in my apartment). The phone was ringing urgently, I knocked my knee on a stool and it was a lousy telemarketer. When you go through an ordeal like that, why can't it be an urgent call? Nothing drastic. Maybe, just a "Miss Walsh, we have a job for you." Sounds mission impossiblly doesn't it? No job, so I'm rearranging my room. Which is what I was dreaming about. Sad but true. I also have this great idea for a story. And hopefully some jewerly. I finished that tile bracelet of pictures from london a couple of days ago, but really haven't worked on anything since then. I didn't get that job I interviewed for. Maybe I was too pushy... I don't know. I do know that was my first interview in like two years though. I have to stop resting on my laurels and get a real job. Maybe soon I'll get some confidence back. That would be nice. Hope it doesn't rain a Ft. Reno tonight. Hope I finish my room tonight. 0 comments so far� � |