Well, the exodus continues...more and more people are opting out. Retirement, packages, not coming back after maternity, and flat-out "screw you" mode left and right. And yes, there is collective karma at work--some assholes have been fired. Launched, shot out of the saddle, rocketed right into the stratosphere. Do I sound yippee skippee happy? Well, of course I do!
As for me, the mayor's office will be making its decision within 2 weeks, but I'm forging on regardless. Every day, I've put it anywhere from 5-7 applications online and check my email obsessively for new leads. There's not going to be anyone doing the work here. I find it oh SO amusing! I love entropy. What could be better than corporate idiots pissing on admins running around punching themselves in the head that they're leaving? It's just desserts. Whatta sugar rush!
In other news, I'm totally hooked on Project Runway even more so than last season. Things are getting bitchy between Santino and Nick! I predict they are the final two. Zulema's going to get her ass kicked simply because she's too aggressive, and Marla's getting voted off next. She barely squeaked by with that Chloe imitation of a dress, so I think she's next. New episode tomorrow night...oh I'm totally there.
Maria Conchita de Telefona just won't stop, and I have to hear every conversation. The purring cuteness only works if you're AN ACTUAL CAT, NOW KNOCK IT OFF. I had to hear tears and sniffling yesterday since the ex-boyfriend (or one of the variants she's Yahoo.com dating right now) won't go away with her this weekend. What the fuck is this--Telemundo??? STOP IT. The last time I cried over a man was at my father's funeral. Oh, I guess that makes me bitchy. I keep forgetting intelligent fat women don't count. This is a telenovella and I'm the villain. Puhhhhfrickinlease!
Nationals is on this week, and it's Olympic trial time. Michelle Kwan needs to hang it up, and has at this point, since her hip injury will keep her out. Unless Kimmie Meisner steals the show in triple axel splendor, I predict Sasha Cohen will take the crown. Jenny Kirk retired in September, so that leaves Alissa Czisny to climb up to at least silver. She is the wild card, though, and if Sasha goofs on her combo jumps? They might just crown her 2006 Champion. Mark my words, I've seen it before.
Pairs is kinda bleah, Orsher and Lucash will do it again. Dance is Belbin and Agosto--plus the fact that she's got citizenship now so she can go to Torino. Yay!
The men? I wonder if Johnny Weir can pull it off. He's had serious problems all season with his foot and that pain is too much with all that jumping. He's still exquisite, though, and I'd put him first. Lysacek is the only guy who's nipping at his heels. JWe will definitely go to Italy. He's my Toller Cranston--lithe, daring, outspoken, sparkling. I support him no matter what.
Dexter is thoroughly enjoying all your feedback, but he's got a sniffly cold right now. He'll be blogging this weekend when I turn on the computer for him. Poor pookie!
Stay tuned kiddies....2006 is looking good.
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