Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Keep it Movin'

As Tribe would sing...

IMG decided to pass on my application, but the signs were there.

1) The man who spoke to me didn't even look at my resume and didn't know I was meeting him until I walked in. Unprepared = "I've chosen someone else already."

2)He sat with his arms folded across his chest. Defensive body language is never good.

I was told after only 20 minutes that they'd 'get back to me.' Dismissive tone, also not good.

But, I gotta tell ya, kiddies, in pure Piscean fashion, it's either feast or famine. 2 places called to see me this week, and I might have something next week. My cell phone's on "silent" since it's ringing left and right. All these spots are paying roughly 10K more than I get now, which is SUBSTANTIAL. If the karmic equator lines up the way it should, I will be leaving almost directly in line of Pinochet's spawn leave, as KJou says. Then this department would really go to hell. Which it should since I've been holding it up since we moved here. Payback is really a bitch.

I'm pretty happy that spring is here, and the cleaning has begun. Twine has been purchased to lug out all my piled newspapers. Recycling just ain't the word for it, it's more like the mass slaughter of trees. The Druids must not look kindly on me right now, so I will appease them. Dexter and Kashi are thrilled with the string 'events' going on every day. Glad to be of two-legged help.

I'm getting by with my severe lack of funds in interesting ways. Counting pennies is actually a good thing, and reminds me of my piggy bank days during childhood. Then my fingers smell like copper, which is kind of amusing. I've got a few bucks sitting there, maybe I'll lug 'em out this weekend. Selling old books at Strand is also keeping me afloat. I had no idea old dictionaries could buy me milk and bread. I've borrowed a bit from my 401K to cover a rotten rent check, but that'll take time to pay back.

Just hopin' and prayin' I get out of here. The spirits--on earth and above me--will help. I have faith.

I can't not have faith right now. It's too frightening.

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