Mar 12, 2007 17:11
Well folks, it's official. My application for dispatcher service is in CSX purgatory. You guessed it. I got the letter that says, your application is now on file and we will contact you as new positions come available. In other words, fuck you and have a nice day. Oh well, I guess I will stick with my job until I either win the lottery, capture Osama bin Laden, or I get my book deal.
So, in an effort to cheer myself up, I bought a couple of kick ass pairs of boots. If you want to check them out, then go to www.boodaz.com and look at the Flaming Mignon and Gothic Lo. They are a bit pricey, but I am tired of wearing my work boots everywhere.
And in other news, in an act of sheer loneliness and desperation, I signed up for e-Harmony, or the site where they match you up with stalkers based on 29 dimensions of compatibility. Go ahead and make fun of me, but if this doesn't work, then I am just going to order a bride. Anyway, I got my latest matches and I was shocked. My first match was Annabelle Yoder from Pennsylvania. I'm not sure how an Amish woman made her way onto e-Harmony, but she did. Her hobbies were not too different from my own. She enjoys long walks in the cow pasture, needlepoint, and churning butter. My idea of a hot date. Then there was Guadalupe Sanchez from Honduras. She is a truly beautiful woman, and is very articulate. I particularly enjoyed her use of the word gato. However, my Spanish is a little rusty and I really don't want to run up the phone bill with international calls. Last, but not least, is Suzy the Satanist from Seattle. Things were going well. We breezed right through the emails and we spoke briefly last night over the phone. The conversation was flowing right along, until she asked if I was virgin and of course I said no. She hung up citing something about my lack of sacrifice. Anyway, I am keeping my hopes up but am unsure of what will become of my adventures in internet dating.