Nov 20, 2005 17:25
My mouth hurts like little gnomes jabbing an open wound with spears made of salt. It's *that* bad. I'm on a liquid diet. I hate my mouth. A lot.
I had my interview! I was a very good girl and answered all the crazy neverending questions and and he liked me and he had me there for an hour when normally it only takes 30 minutes...that's a good sign right? I guess I'm just going to continue obsessing over it until he calls me back next week. Why wouldn't he hire me, anyway? Right?...Right?
meep!