Diarrhea of the Fingers
So today I have diarrhea of the mouth fingers. I do not feel like working and I am tired so I am babbling in my LJ to amuse myself. Sorry to all those who take the time to read this, it really is pointless.
I realized last night that the white plastic shrink tubing that was burnt on my glasses, holding the earpiece on was not too professional looking (for the interview I had to do today) so I called Vision-Works to see if they got my replacement frames in yet. The girl on the phone scrambles a bit and asks if she can call me back. I decide to head to Borders to kill time until Vision-Works called back.
Sooooo disappointed in Borders. I had a list of music I wanted to look into further, I figured I would bring it in with me and use their little scanner machines to preview the music. Of all the bands on my list (15 or so), I found only one. Either Borders music selection is seriously going downhill, or my music tastes are getting very obscure. I did see some DVDs I want though... like the new collectors edition of "My Own Private Idaho" (seems way overpriced).
So Vision-Works has the frame and I go and get it swapped out. The girl said the plastic shrink tubing was the best, most ingenious method she has seen yet to MacGyver a pair of glasses (must not tell Bill this, his head is big enough). I also find out that they have been holding a trial pair of contacts for me since February :: wrinkles brow and wonders :: has it been that long already, I thought it had only been like 4 months. Then I go across the mall to get my eyebrows waxed. (( Why do I like to pay money to have people torture me when Bill does it for free??? Speaking of torture, must remember to bring candles this weekend to torture Xavin with. ))
Got a call from Joy (lady coordinating the interviews) to ask if I could switch and do the morning interview. Couldn't think of a reason why I couldn't other than I HATE MORNINGS, so I agreed to swap (stupid, stupid mistake). Went home, got some dishes and laundry done, and sat down to play with beast (my laptop). At 2:00am when the Kazaa needle was still in my arm I remembered about my interview, opps. Needless to say I am a little tired today but at least the guy I interviewed was not a complete egghead, in fact I kind of felt sorry for him. The interview was supposed to take 1.5 hours, we were done in 45 minutes. The guy had NO EXPERIENCE other than education (my ranking and comment writing took longer than the interview).
Curious if Dairan will show up this weekend and what will be said between him and Bill...
Never wrestle with a pig,
all you do is get dirty and the pig likes it
I realized last night that the white plastic shrink tubing that was burnt on my glasses, holding the earpiece on was not too professional looking (for the interview I had to do today) so I called Vision-Works to see if they got my replacement frames in yet. The girl on the phone scrambles a bit and asks if she can call me back. I decide to head to Borders to kill time until Vision-Works called back.
Sooooo disappointed in Borders. I had a list of music I wanted to look into further, I figured I would bring it in with me and use their little scanner machines to preview the music. Of all the bands on my list (15 or so), I found only one. Either Borders music selection is seriously going downhill, or my music tastes are getting very obscure. I did see some DVDs I want though... like the new collectors edition of "My Own Private Idaho" (seems way overpriced).
So Vision-Works has the frame and I go and get it swapped out. The girl said the plastic shrink tubing was the best, most ingenious method she has seen yet to MacGyver a pair of glasses (must not tell Bill this, his head is big enough). I also find out that they have been holding a trial pair of contacts for me since February :: wrinkles brow and wonders :: has it been that long already, I thought it had only been like 4 months. Then I go across the mall to get my eyebrows waxed. (( Why do I like to pay money to have people torture me when Bill does it for free??? Speaking of torture, must remember to bring candles this weekend to torture Xavin with. ))
Got a call from Joy (lady coordinating the interviews) to ask if I could switch and do the morning interview. Couldn't think of a reason why I couldn't other than I HATE MORNINGS, so I agreed to swap (stupid, stupid mistake). Went home, got some dishes and laundry done, and sat down to play with beast (my laptop). At 2:00am when the Kazaa needle was still in my arm I remembered about my interview, opps. Needless to say I am a little tired today but at least the guy I interviewed was not a complete egghead, in fact I kind of felt sorry for him. The interview was supposed to take 1.5 hours, we were done in 45 minutes. The guy had NO EXPERIENCE other than education (my ranking and comment writing took longer than the interview).
Curious if Dairan will show up this weekend and what will be said between him and Bill...
Never wrestle with a pig,
all you do is get dirty and the pig likes it