He's just not that into me.

It was not until this morning when I finally felt completely hangover free thanks to Saturday's awful(awesome)ness. In the past few days I've had one too many moments when a blackout memory suddenly comes surging into mind begging me to replay it. I refuse to. I absolutely refuse to try to remember anything I did on Saturday because I just can't take the shame right now. I'm in about my third, maybe fourth week who knows anymore, of unemployment and my self esteem is pretty low. I went in today to what I thought was going to be an official job offer "interview" given that I've already interviewed with this specific place two times, but it wasn't. I don't know what it was, I would call it a "shoot the shit" because that's all I did. The boss asked me about my trip home and the Husker game and blah blah blah. When it was all said and done he told me they'd let me know tomorrow. I mean, what the hell? This place isn't like the FBI or a Rock'N'Roll Runza, what's with the run around? I've gone in three times now and said the same shit over and over, let's move this along, either tell me you want me or you don't. It shouldn't be this difficult. I find myself feeling like a pathetic insecure girl wondering why Job doesn't like me or want me. Like, ooh what did I do wrong, did I say something, did I not laugh at his joke, does he want my friend instead? I guess Job's just not that into me. So if that's the case and Job really does choose someone over me I'm just going to have to get over it and do the only logical thing I can. Which is stock Job on FB and Linkedin, maybe drive by its house at night, give him a few prank dials. Just the standard stuff.

Meanwhile, I'm in the process of reading yet another awful book that was published only because of its celebrity author. The Jaycee Duggard story, heard of it? Girl can't write. Good storyteller though. Next time I ask myself "what does a girl have to do to get published?" I will probably think of Jaycee, because poor thing had to do a lot. And I mean A LOT in order to achieve one of the goals on her life list which was become a best selling author. But it was no day at camp... She lived, ate, went to the bathroom, and gave birth to children in a tent for like 17 years I think it was. Which answers the age old question: does a girl shit in the woods? Yes, if that girl is Jaycee Duggard she does. If you're in the mood for a real sick and twisted story with a semi happy ending, check this one out. And if you have kids of your own, now might be a good time to invest in a leash.

On another note, I'd like to pretend I'm a radio DJ for a moment and make a shout out to my parents saying Happy 32nd Wedding Anniversary! That's a long time. Although it's not that hard to reach that many years when you get married when you're 15 like my parents did. That's just how it was is Norfolk in the 70s, people got married young. Okay, they weren't really 15, but they were darn young. But 32 years, that's an accomplishment no less. I hope they have as wonderful of a day today as they did back in 1979. Although tomorrow won't bring a fun filled honeymoon in Yankton first and then off to the lake in Minnesota. But I bet Cabo will suffice here in a couple months.

Well anyway... Really hoping I get to announce good news tomorrow. I'm gonna hate to have to be the person who posts "I didn't get the job" on my Facebook. It's one thing not to get a job you really want, but it's another not to get a job that you were settling for in the first place. C'mon lotto, I could really use some help right now...