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reeejected; troy
May. 18th, 2004 12:34 amAnother day, another dollar, another rejection letter from a job I'd wanted rather badly. Ah, the joys of Bush 43-era job hunting. For those keeping track, the main joy of Bush 43 era job hunting is being able to blame Bush 43 for one's inability to get a job (instead of recognizing one's own personal and professional failings, which is far less fun).
Oh blah blah blah. I almost didn't write this entry because I feared it would be boring, self-pitying, and morose. It will most likely be all three but I have decided that I don't care! Ha! Watch me not care! Watch me throw caution to the wind like the rebel I am!
Anyway. I still feel rather lame, mostly because I feel guilty for whining when in fact I know I'm a very lucky girl in most respects. I have to come up with a Word macro so that whenever I start an entry like this, it will enter a three-paragraph explanation of how I'm okay, really, and I know things will work themselves out, and I'm sorry if this is annoying people, but I just need to vent.
You know what would take my mind off of things right now? Brad Pitt. In strategically-placed battle armor. Leaping. Yes. Okay. I feel better!
In other words: I saw Troy! I loved it! Was there ever any doubt?
( the key to joy is low expectations )
ETA: Oh my goodness, this retelling of the movie is funny as hell.
Oh blah blah blah. I almost didn't write this entry because I feared it would be boring, self-pitying, and morose. It will most likely be all three but I have decided that I don't care! Ha! Watch me not care! Watch me throw caution to the wind like the rebel I am!
Anyway. I still feel rather lame, mostly because I feel guilty for whining when in fact I know I'm a very lucky girl in most respects. I have to come up with a Word macro so that whenever I start an entry like this, it will enter a three-paragraph explanation of how I'm okay, really, and I know things will work themselves out, and I'm sorry if this is annoying people, but I just need to vent.
You know what would take my mind off of things right now? Brad Pitt. In strategically-placed battle armor. Leaping. Yes. Okay. I feel better!
In other words: I saw Troy! I loved it! Was there ever any doubt?
( the key to joy is low expectations )
ETA: Oh my goodness, this retelling of the movie is funny as hell.
