Just checked my blog stats…and someone found me with the keywords “salsa hiccups”. Um…why? I mean, I know why my page showed up…those words are mentioned, but salsa hiccups? I don’t even want to know.

Ok, trying not to get too hyped up, I mean, I pretty much have the job, but oh my goodness, this is the dream job for me right now. And they’re in Belltown! Wow. I better have this. I find out on Monday, but they’re just waiting for it to be official.

STILL need to make rent….yikes. Does anyone love me? I can pay ya back soon… promise

I get to watch the Seattle T-birds and Spokane Chiefs at the Key Arena tomorrow. Pretty stoked about that (wow, where’d that word come out of hiding from?) I hope the Chiefs win. [grin]

I didn’t make it to bed until 7am this morning, and probably didn’t sleep until 8am. Ugh. And even though I wore the wrong shoes today, the interview went great. Ok, so it was a temp agency, but still. I did a vunderful job on my tests, doing higher on 10-key than I ever would’ve guessed, and did fabulous on my Access test…when I’ve never even seen the program before. Hah.

I call in tomorrow and see if this certain job is on the go for me. If so, I’d start next week…doing Mac Troubleshooting. So very cool. Nothing could bring me down right now…I dare ya.

And I wasn’t going to post this…but I might as well change the sound of my “knock knock” notice from my Messenger to the sound of someone kicking me in the gutt. Lovely.

Think I’ll go take my meds, even though it IS five hours late. oiy

Oh yeah…and I’m sitting here at my desk in a damn dress, trying so very hard to get used to it and not cringe at the thought of wearing it for at least four hours tomorrow afternoon. Ugh…back to touching up the resume. Aside from tomorrow, there were a couple other jobs I really, really, really, would like to at least have a chance for.

If only my hair would stop tickling my neck like a house pest…

In response to Bob asking “So you’re saying in order for me to have character I need to do things I regret?”

“No…I’m saying you’ve already done plenty of things to regret, you just don’t know what they are. It’s when you discover them. When you see the follie in something you’ve done and you wish you had it to do over, but you know you can’t, ’cause it’s too late. So yo pick that thing up and you carry it with you to remind you that life goes on. The world will spin without you, you really don’t matter in the end. Then you will attain character. Because honesty will reach out from inside and tattoo across your face. Until that day, however, you cannot expect to go beyond a certain point.” -The Big kahuna

Ok, something about this movie reeeeally got to me. First, bravo to Kevin Spacey on a very well written dialog driven movie, nevermind that there were only three characters (four if you count the bellboy’s few seconds). I never imagined a movie of three men, one of them Danny Devito, in a hospitality suite trying to sell lubricants could be so entertaining. Maybe it’s because I’m enthralled by Spacey, but most likely because it was very…soul searching in a way?

I do know that even though I am seriously nervous about tomorrow’s job interview, my confidence has been boosted, and I see myself for who I am now. Interesting how movies, books, songs…by someone else…seem to express exactly how you’re feeling. crazy how that is…

Ok, I remember when I was in Virginia (scream) and I was looking for a job. I’d tackle the papers and look at papers online with vengeance, and then I’d make a list of them all. Then, I’d make a separate cover letter and tweaked resume for each and mark them off, mail them out.

Yet…I have a list I’ve printed up now…and find it so difficult to do the cover letters and all that. And now…I pretty much just have to email them, less work, and I’m still struggling. Does four years really make a difference? damn….

Checked my lil tracker when I got home a few minutes ago. Wow…had quite a few more hits than usual, many from this woman. I know I keep my site up because of myself, to keep challenging my skills, stretching the limit of how I view myself…but I won’t deny it was quite gratifying to go read her nice comment about my site. It’s like when I’ve written a poem that means a lot to me…and someone tells me how they really like it. Even loaners need acknowledgment every now and then to stay alive.

After a movie about relationships and why they go wrong (great job by John Cusack in High Fidelity) and the songs playing on the radio…yah, moving a little slow. Tired, lonely, and trying so very hard not to get depressed.

It’s early, but crashing in a few. Just can’t hold my head up any longer….

I guess I’ve been a little reclusive lately. It’s tough to pin point the reason, but I’m sure it has to do with my lack-of-a-job and someone in particularly isn’t there until Saturday. A positive aspect of this…I am grateful my heart doesn’t hurt like it was a couple weeks ago. Still feeling pain at moments (when I see his jacket, remember that first date…sigh…) But I brush them aside sooner that before. As much as I hate to know all this stuff happening to me is making me a better person as everyone likes to say…I agree. My perspective is definitely different. Beyond…what I expected…

Not makin’ sense anymore? good Don’t get myself either.

Still job hunting, and even though now is when I need to be full force the most, I just have difficulty putting everything into it now. Not much confidence after three weeks of no replies. Still I keep plugging along…

Some people can be so fucking stupid. My apt manager is one of them. The fact that she threatened me with her lawyer, cracks me up. And there there’s how she thinks I was getting an attitude with her. Yeeeeah. I’m sickenly sweet to her to shut her up. Bitch. ugh, I need to get out of this apartment. But I suppose I need a job first….

Well, ultrasound over and I’m still a little worried and concerned.Will find out more from the radiologist next week about the small cyst in my left ovary. And I’m not supposed to be concerned?

Macster (Napster…) has failed me for the first time. The past two days I’ve been thinking of this song by Danny Kaye and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t remember the name of it. It crossed my mind, so I couldn’t call my dad, who I knew still had the record, so could’ve looked it up. Anyhow, this song, “Her name was Alice” (along with “I’ve got a lovely bunch of coconuts” which I’m sure you might remember from Lion King) has been on my mind for some reason. I think was ’cause a friend of mine was quoting a Sinatra song…and well, obviously it triggered something. I remember bopping around to these songs when I was a little kid….kinda like my treasured Aristocats soundtrack.

Anyhow, so I’ve been trying to remember the song, finally asked my dad about it today. He went looking and couldn’t find the record…but, just a few minutes ago called back and told me the name. At least I know what song it is…but dammit, I though I’d be able to find it online…every other damn Danny Kaye song is out there. Sheesh.

A long stretch, but if you have the before mentioned song…I WANT IT!!!!!

Oh my, and I thought I was the only one who did this. Amazing. Tim here makes a wish when he sees a clock at 11:11 during his day. I find this interesting, mainly because just like him, it never fails…morning or evening, at least one time a day I will be looking at a clock when it says 11:11. What a trip. Strangely enough, most of those dreams have followed through. I think the ones that haven’t…I just don’t remember, or I wasn’t really putting my energy into the whole wish process. Hey, sounds good to me.

What is my true color? Apparently I’m an ORANGE person. Interesting. Especially since that is one of the main colors of my new layout….

“You are a bold and confident ORANGE. Orange is a warm, yet powerful color that indicates a strong and welcoming personality. You are a vibrant individual with an upbeat attitude and bright, inviting demeanor. Orange is no ordinary color, and you’re no ordinary person. Energetic and fun-loving, you’re a real friend magnet. Your charm and unassuming manner make you the sort of person people want to meet. You are well-rounded, fun to be around, and enjoy helping others. It is no surprise then that Orange is also a symbol of attraction. It is clearly the color for you. ” Yup, fits me.

Thanks to pussycat I found out about this what’s your flavor? test. Guess what? I be cinnamon…woo hoo!

“Mmm … cinnamon! Fiery and intoxicating, you’re the flavor of Hot Tamales and Atomic Fireballs. To put it plainly, they don’t call you red-hot for nothing! You’re passionate and creative, an impulsive person who puts your heart and soul into everything you do. You definitely know how to have fun � in fact, your adventurous and spontaneous tendencies might even be called explosive. And you’re not afraid to speak your mind, either; your hot-blooded nature won’t stand for secrecy or repression. You’re all about going with your gut feelings, expressing yourself, and living in the now. Exhilarating and intense, you’re a truly tasty treat. ”

Hmm….I love these tests I got hooked on Spark’s tests (I’m 52% bitch, 42% pure and personality type ISFJ) and I’m just about to go take all the emode tests. There are TONS…Should be interesting.

Well, I tried to go to sleep earlier than usual. Figured midnight was definitely reasonable…so much for that. I just finished going through some more classifieds in the Seattle Times…will work on resumes and cover letters tomorrow. Yee haw.

Now…I just wish the next couple weeks would fly by…I’ve a hockey game to go to

argh! Was just about to go to sleep…pushed something aside…and found my absentee ballot. Dagnabbit! One more thing to do tomorrow. At least I think tomorrow is voting day…? All new to me…this will be my first year, and I don’t like anyone so far, but might as well fill in the bubbles. I suppose they wouldn’t appreciate “Mr Jackass” for the write-ins….

I’m actually having breakfast. This…hasn’t happened in a long time. Well…at breakfast time, and not on the way home from a long night. it’s just a bowl of cereal, and I haven’t gone to sleep yet, but that’s besides the point.

There’s nothing quite like having said good night to someone online…and still be awake when they wake up and get online and are getting ready for work. What a weird feeling. Gotta get me a job…this is truly getting to me now.