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Sep 20, 2006 13:36

I need to find someone who wouldn't mind a shotgun wedding. Not in the literal sense of me being pregnant, but I think it'd be funny to have someone leading the groom down the aisle with a shotgun.

Not loaded, of course. More like a metaphor. A big, steely, jammed-in-the-middle-of-the-back metaphor.

This will be my last shift at work where I don't have homework to do. I'm painfully nervous about this coming Monday. Classes I can deal with, but there's a Meet and Greet. A two hour luncheon meet and greet. How does one meet for two hours?

I know social work is what I want to do because it isn't a specific commitment. I know it's what I want to do in so far as the entire field is concerned. I need to keep telling myself that as I'm chatting with these people with whom I'm sure I'll have nothing in common.

But maybe I'm just being pessimistic. All right, I definitely am. And I'm sure it'll be fine. Everyone will be nice and normal and helpful. There are certainly worse things.

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