Junie's Online Thoughts
Sunday, August 01, 2004
Suckola on the library interview. I think I blew that one. I wanted it so badly, and rehearsed too much. When they threw questions that were phrased differently at me than what I'd practiced, I just started spewing this lameness. When I left, I felt like total crap, then had to rush to two different jobs that night when really all I wanted to do was cry. I feel a little better now. If I dont get it, I dont get it. I'll keep on looking. There's GOT to be a library job for me somewhere in this city.
I am working a ton this next week...mostly doubles every day from Tuesday through Sunday night. Hopefully that means I'll bank a lot of dough and be able to pay the rent for September.
Jeremy is doing okay. He vowed to work on the Fulbright paperwork this week, as well as stop by the travel agency to book his tickets for Ghana this fall. Time's running on, and the longer he waits, the more expensive it will be.
Squeak still acts as my alarm clock, screaming at me at 6:15 every morning until I get out of bed and play with him for a half an hour. No wonder why I feel so tired every single day.
Its hot as Hades here....the car is hanging in there....the rummage sale is planned for Sunday....am enjoying shredding papers with our new shredder. That's it for now.
