Sep 09, 2005 17:54
Returned from Kingsville I have. How did the interview go? I don't know. I'm never optimistic about these things, you see. I will say that I really don't know how I am ever going to get a job if I can't calm down for long enough in the interview to form coherent sentences. Exaggerating? Yes, but I do that sometimes while talking about myself. Anyway, that is all I'll say about it. I'm going to try not to worry. I'm just going to keep applying to different jobs in the meantime and we'll see what happens. If they want me, they'll call.
On the way home I may or may not have violated a handful of traffic laws due to sheer out-of-it-ness. Not cool, Kimmers. Get your shit together.
Also, I destroyed a perfectly good pair of pants this morning while trying to iron them. Looks like somebody needs to re-take Home Ec.
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On a totally different note, I know I'm always talking - (not in here, but out in "the offline world") - about how Coldplay is such an overrated band and saying that the only song of theirs that has really impressed me is "The Scientist," but I was listening to "Fix You" on the radio while I was driving out to the interview today and it made me feel like there was someone standing on my chest. I figure that maybe it was just hormones.
Also with regards to Coldplay, is it just me or does Chris Martin, in his music, totally seem to be channeling Bono? Please tell me that I'm not the only one who hears this.
* * *Scott is gone to a party at Jack's across the river this evening, so I've got the apartment to myself. Which is not as fun as it sounds. I've got a date with Stacey and Clinton at nine, but other than that I am going to spend the night trying to write writing. I'd like to enter a few more contests this fall, so I'd better get to work.
stacy and clinton,
work,
music