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gabriel Love and ferrets and pretending to be a writer. 2003-12-08 5:03 PM hooky, house and pest Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: Tired Read/Post Comments (1) |
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The ferrets are: bumming around in their cage Weather: overcast Reading: The Lions of Al-Rassan, Guy Gavriel Kay (Why is this classed as fantasy when there is no magic? It's in a fictional world, but isn't all fiction?) Listening to in the car: Riptide, Catherine Coulter I felt lousy yesterday and this morning I was very tired and still not feeling so great. I could maybe have gone to work, and I could use the money (I have no sick leave with this cheap outfit) but I felt medium crappy and just all-around not up to it. I have eaten very little today, which is not characteristic. So. I stayed home. I slept, I read, I goofed around on here, I did some financial things -- not pleasant ones -- and played with some ferrets. I think we are not going to apply to get that house now after all. We are not organized and don't have enough money laid aside. The right house is there now? Well, the right house will be there at the right time and it's not the right time, so it's not the right house. That job, though, it might well be the right time for it. I turned in my application, I followed up with email, a phone call, and a letter. It closed one week ago today, and no one's called me for an interview yet. I will stay in touch. I don't want them to call me a pest -- I want them to call me a co-worker. |
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