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Friday, December 03, 2004   It's All The Colors of Autumn Magically appearing every time I blow my nose! Whee! Apparently, having the Tibeten Flu of Death once in a season isn't enough for me. So, I've got Tibeten Flu of Death II, The Unrated Version (available only on DVD for a limited time). I can't breathe through my nose. I can't swallow. I drool. I'm making fish faces. I'm so hopped up on antihistamines, decongestants, and Day-Quil that none of that matters, because I'm a fish. Fish don't need noses to breathe. I also have a job interview on Monday. Woohoo! Hopefully, the Tibetan Flu of Death II, The Unrated Version will have gone away by then. Or if not, I find a combination of meds that stops making me into a fish. I don't think they'd hire a fish. I know this is the second time that I've looked for a job since starting at Park Circle. However, I really don't think that I can stay there. The first time around, I did get another job offer, and they counter-offered with better pay. Right now though, no amount of money can keep me there. My major issues are Harriett, Karen, and Nikki. That's the short version. The very short version. The abridged because I'm a fish version. The longer version--that'll have to wait til I can breathe. But the important part is that I have an interview--it's another veterinary receptionist position, but it's in Mt. Airy...hopefully it will have better pay, similar (or better) benefits. I should find out about all of that on Monday. When I have the interview. I ironed a shirt for the interview. And I ironed some pants too. I'll be lookin' snazzy. You didn't know that I could iron, did you? posted by jaime | 6:44 PM 0 comments

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