August 25, 2003 :: 9:44 a.m.
I feel like I'm a third-grader again
Oh, Monday. How I've not been looking forward to thee. It's 9:45, I'm up, I'm dressed, my lunch is packed, my books and binders and pens are all in place, and I did indeed call the vet clinic about my interview. She's catching up on things right now, but she hopes to make her decision this week. It wasn't quite the resounding "You're hired!" that I was hoping for, but it's better than "Sorry, the position has been filled." Right? I'm trying to be optimistic here.
I woke up about an hour earlier than I needed to, so now I'm just killing time until I have to leave. Launch time is about 10:40, so I have a while. It's fairly boring. And while I'm not exactly dead on my feet (I did manage to get to bed around 1), it took me for-fucking-ever to fall asleep last night and I'm definitely feeling it. I laid there until probably 3 o' clock, petitioning my gods (and any others who would listen) to get me hired at the vet clinic and trying to figure out what I was going to wear today. Khaki cargo things and my Ghostbusters shirt seemed appropriate, so that's what I've got on. For lunch I've got a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, grapes, baby carrots, fruit snacks, and a Nutri-Grain bar for mid-morning hungriness. I don't have a beverage, but there has to be a soda machine someplace on campus. I hope.
Jesus christ. All my dog ever does when he's up here is lick his penis. And you know, that's fine, but does he have to ALWAYS do it here and ALWAYS make that really gross "whuff, whuff" noise? Because it's seriously making me ill.
Well, I'm bored. I have about half an hour until I need to leave, so I guess I'll go knit or watch TV or something. So exciting.
Wish me luck.
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