Wednesday, September 30, 2009

*cough* *hack* *sniffle*

Good afternoon, Kittens.

Yesterday was bad. Got an email that I was -yet again- Qualified But Not Selected for a government job *and* the law firm job went to someone else, too. Bah.

I is unhireablez.

And I woke up this morning feeling like total poo.




  1. anne marie in philly3:31 PM

    get well soon, dahling!

    and what did you do, set your condo on fire? I am referring to your "excitement" pix...

    I would continue to drink heavily if I were you...

  2. Why don't you go and inquire about a job with an HOA Mgmt. firm? Of course you'll be verbally abused every day and work for peanuts... well... uhm mmm neva mind. :)

  3. Keep looking -- Something will turn up!

    In the meantime, sleep to fight off illness.

  4. I echo Gay Prof -- the job is out there. It is it is it is. Every day you are a day closer to it!

  5. I think you're a very desirable prospective employee. Unfortunately I am not in a position to hire you.

    I hope you feel better soon.

  6. Well poop on both fronts. Hope you will be feeling better soon.

  7. Poop and double poop. Drink heavily - at least then you'll care less about it all...

  8. If I was in any sort of occupational power, I would for totez hire you. Yet I am @ the bottom of the ladder.

    Move to New Jerzeee so we can have weekly bitch nightz where we get together, drink a lot [read as: too much], eat gallonz of ice cream out of comically large tubz and complain for 5 hourz straight about our stifling loneliness and lack of any significant wealth.

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