I am not a dork--and I'm not Sierra!
That's all I wanted to say. A certain person in Dallas, Texas (how many people do I know in Dallas--one--so it shouldn't be hard to figure out) is ridiculing my blog. So I'm letting out my pent up sadness here. Just typing this out is already making me feel better. I think this diary thing may work after all :-) (Love ya, Jen)
And Allison just emails me and informs me that she thinks an old aquantice we both know "likes" me. Why don't people that I meet and want to "like" me ever "like" me. Why is it always the ones you don't want to? Isn't that how life works? Once the challenge is over, you just aren't interested?
Maybe that's why I'm switching jobs after 7 months....no, it's because this is a better fit. Yep, that's why. You got it.
And Allison just emails me and informs me that she thinks an old aquantice we both know "likes" me. Why don't people that I meet and want to "like" me ever "like" me. Why is it always the ones you don't want to? Isn't that how life works? Once the challenge is over, you just aren't interested?
Maybe that's why I'm switching jobs after 7 months....no, it's because this is a better fit. Yep, that's why. You got it.