So, I interviewed with this headhunter in July.

I will finally have my first interview with a prospective employer on Wednesday.

...What have these people been DOING for six months?

Still...small miracles and all that.

Two years...no cigarettes!

...Nevermind that hookah habit I picked up for a few months...

*sigh*

Sober(-ish) October.

Maybe the occasional amphetamine (which, it is becoming clearer and clearer, I probably need prescribed to me anyway...do I go to a psychiatrist for that? I'll check into it).

I wouldn't bet against me. Might be difficult to sleep at night without alcohol. I'll get used to it.

This ends here!

OK, so I know I'm a bit smarter than the average human being, but the following anecdote that my father related to me over breakfast (which has been going through my head all day) is just ridiculous ( Read more... )

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...Still processing.

Despite feeling more than a bit hoodwinked by all the "oooooh, spooky mystery! What does it all mean?" and having half of season 6 wasted on building towards a plot line that ultimately falls outside the scope of the show, I still think I liked what happened.

But, y'know, still processing.

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So, today is Administrative Professional Day (according to my desk calendar ( Read more... )

And now I'm home. My doggy missed me.

On Satuday April 3, 2010 at 11:00 PM, I suffered multiple massive congenital pulmonary embolisms.