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*incredible nervousness*
Sep. 30th, 2008 12:05 pmFinding a possible job that suits a liberal chatterbox like me? good. Really, really good.
Having a training day ahead of me for that possible job? Good, but much with the nervous-making! Mew!
Knowing that today will pretty much make or break my chances of getting said job? ... At least I'll know where I stand by the end of today?
In short (as far as anything's ever short with me, save my height): I could have a job by the end of the day! Yikes!
I'll save my parents' reservations about the whole Madison/type of work thing for later. right now? Yikes! *nervous nervous* meep! so nervous I keep typoing my !'s as 1's, even. Ugh. When my typing's in the loo, you know I'm either jittery as heck or tired to the same extreme. And I'm both. Squeak!
Somebody wish me luck, yeah?
And guh, I don't need fic scribbly ideas now! I have a recurring desire to watch a specific scene from the M*A*S*H episode Henry, Please Come Home. But that's fic and daydream fodder of the oddest kind, and it wouldn't help me with today in the slightest; just the opposite, really. Writing bunnies and interaction with the community do not generally mix, at least not in a work environment. Well. Unless the laptop screen is down and you can talk and type at the same time. What a time to get my muse back! Hold that thought...
On that note, somebody remind me to explain my multiversal traveler fic idea when I get back. Jillian needs an intro. So does Kinsey.
Gods, but I really, really hope I don't bungle today up. *squirms!*
Having a training day ahead of me for that possible job? Good, but much with the nervous-making! Mew!
Knowing that today will pretty much make or break my chances of getting said job? ... At least I'll know where I stand by the end of today?
In short (as far as anything's ever short with me, save my height): I could have a job by the end of the day! Yikes!
I'll save my parents' reservations about the whole Madison/type of work thing for later. right now? Yikes! *nervous nervous* meep! so nervous I keep typoing my !'s as 1's, even. Ugh. When my typing's in the loo, you know I'm either jittery as heck or tired to the same extreme. And I'm both. Squeak!
Somebody wish me luck, yeah?
And guh, I don't need fic scribbly ideas now! I have a recurring desire to watch a specific scene from the M*A*S*H episode Henry, Please Come Home. But that's fic and daydream fodder of the oddest kind, and it wouldn't help me with today in the slightest; just the opposite, really. Writing bunnies and interaction with the community do not generally mix, at least not in a work environment. Well. Unless the laptop screen is down and you can talk and type at the same time. What a time to get my muse back! Hold that thought...
On that note, somebody remind me to explain my multiversal traveler fic idea when I get back. Jillian needs an intro. So does Kinsey.
Gods, but I really, really hope I don't bungle today up. *squirms!*
