Wednesday, April 13, 2005

And so it sits.

First off, for those of you who have been following since the inception of Stilettos and Beer, it's finally done:

I did not get The Job.

Surprisingly, I'm not even really upset.

(Though that's probably because my engagement is off, and my now-former fiance isn't sure if he wants to spend even another Saturday night with me, let alone a lifetime. Obviously I have more pressing things to worry about.)

It's so pleasant.

I don't want a comments box full of, "I'm so sorry..." sentiments. I brought this on myself, and now I have to clean up my own mess.

As for The Job, I'm trying to convince myself that it wouldn't have been as good as I would have hoped. Considering it would have been a 10K cut from my last job, and a $5K cut from my present job... maybe not that far a stretch.

Anyway... just trying to figure things out now.

Also? I'm pissed off because the temporary roommate I have ate all of my bananas and my bread while I was in Toronto this weekend.

Jerk.
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