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I had a very productive/lazy day if that's at all possible...I heart oxymorons. But seriously, I was in an interview from 8-11, went home and regrouped, then had another interview from 1-2.....very long and intense day of talking about myself, something I absolutely despise. The first interview was really a series of 6 interviews with a total of 10 different people, two of whom were on a conference call from Texas. I was somewhat nervous about that part because it's so difficult to convey yourself accurately over the phone. But they both mentioned that I had an extremely dynamic personality, so hopefully that will go in my favor.
The second interview was with the Englert here in town doing marketing and development work for them since they've reopened last year...they still need a lot of infrastructure and whatnot so it'd be exciting to get in on the ground floor of things. Won't pay too well, no exhaustive benefits, but meh. I don't usually hurt myself or get sick too often. And the experience is perfect. Not to mention that being able to tell future employers that I helped to build the structure of the theater would be amazing. Blah, watch me not get a call for either and then I'll be back out on my ass in no time.
Anyway, after the second interview I ran a couple errands and picked up movies for $.99 Movie Monday. I rented Just Like Heaven and In Her Shoes...only got through the first one. It was cute, kinda cheesy, but I'm a sucker for Mark Ruffalo AND Reese Witherspoon...she's so fuckin' adorable it pisses me off. And the song in the opening credits? "Just Like Heaven?" I KNOW Tristan Prettyman sings that, but is her version a cover or was the film version a cover? I so confused.....
Jo's gonna watch In Her Shoes in my bed with me Wednesday night 'cause she's been wanting to see that. Yes, you read that right. IN MY BED WITH ME.
What else....I was devastated to hear that Michelle Kwan decided to forego the Olympics. She's my fav and I really wish she could've had one more shot at the gold, but I understand it's better to go out this way with her dignity than to have an awful performance and be remembered that way for eternity.
Related? Adorable per usual. If a guy existed out there who was exactly like Bob, I'd be all over him in a heartbeat. And Alex is such a disgusting pig. May he die of gonorrhea and rot in hell.
And The Bachelor? Is it really necessary to keep repeating lines like "Which of these two women will be one step closer to becoming a doctor's wife?" As if his profession is any reason to fall in love with him...ugh. That doesn't define him and his profession's contribution to his lifestyle shouldn't define the woman he marries either. The show basically exudes the notion that all women are golddigging whores.
And at the risk of coming across bitter and angry, could Valentine's Day BE any more pointless and annoying? Do you REALLY need one special day to let someone know you love them, or to feel loved for that matter? Shouldn't you feel and express those feelings freely and frequently toward the person you love? And not rely on a cheesy, overpriced Hallmark greeting card to do the work for you? And no, the one thing a girl wants most is most definitely NOT a box of Russell Stover chocolates. If you must succumb to the holiday, at least do it in style and with a little ingenuity and sincerity. Don't go for the box of chocolates 'cause that just screams, "I don't care about you enough to think of a really good gift that's personal and, to be honest, I forgot it was Valentine's Day so I stopped at the local gas station after work and this was all that was left." Valentine's Day and I are in a fight. And I just suckerpunched it in the balls. GAME OVER.
On that note, ya'll can find me Tuesday night at one of our fine local drinking establishments enjoying a frosty beverage with a couple of Iowa City's most fabulous ladies.