Which Creature Are You?

Which creature are you today? I'm the green and blue fishapus. These
are sold at IKEA. Don't I have a morbid curiosity about weird plush
toys?

Don't Worry

Don't worry. My symptoms, according to depression-screening.org, are consistent with clinical depression. At least I'm not crazy. I'm just blue. Medically blue.

I WANT TO GO TO THE ZOO

I WANT TO GO TO THE ZOO
Originally uploaded by lambgarden.

This is the season that elephants stomp all over pumpkins. I love those elephants. I wish I could go to the zoo to see them.

Couldn't Care Less

I know that I have been a real grouch lately -- but I think people who are sick are entitled to be grouchy. Especially when they have a million things to do but can't do them.

I have an interview today that I couldn't care less about. I think it is because I am not even sure what I am interviewing for. I'm just showing up in my monkey-suit and hoping for the best ... whatever the best may be.

I'm going to try to be cheerful today even though. Probably music will do the trick.

Blahs

I am sick. Blah. I stayed home from school today and took drowsy medicine and slept the whole day. Blah blah. Now I'm trying to get out of this haze so I can serious enough to shower and put on a suit and head over to school for a networking event. Oh terrible!
Last night was Louise's birthday so I headed home for that. It was a great evening. I don't think I enjoy anything more than spending time with my family. And that's a fact.

Stood UP

I was stood up for my interview yesterday! That's right. The judge was out sick and no one bothered to call me so I traveled down to Trenton and missed class to have her not be there. If she calls to reschedule I'm going to have give her one of those lines like:

I'm not sure if I can trust you again

This time we're going to have to meet half way.

I can't always be the one giving in this relationship.

It is all about you and I'm not going to take it anymore.

Luckily I have 2 ADDITIONAL interviews since the last time I posted! That makes 7 judges and one on-campus thing. Yippee! Some day I will be a real lawyer.

Home Sick

I'm not actually sick because I miss home. I'm home and I'm sick.
Luckily, I have the perfect napping partner who comes equipped with his
own bed.

Visions of Sugar Plums

I don't know what a sugar plum is. I looked it up but couldn't find anything. But this is not the point.

POINT: I can't wait until Christmas!!!!

WHY (besides all the delight the holiday spirit brings): I love candy canes. I love them. I am eating one right now and I think it is left over from last year. Its still good! It is BETTER than good --> it is GREAT. It is the greatest most refreshing most fabulous candy. It is a totally inconvenient shape that needs to be carefully maneuvered but once you really know how to eat a candy cane it is like you were born to eat them. Perhaps, I was born to eat candy canes. If I could go back and tell my flannel-wearing, poetry-writing, Nirvana-listening, teenage self that I was born to eat candy canes that would have saved me a lot of poorly written songs strummed out on a flea market purchased out-of-tune guitar.

Me and the Broccoli - A Shameful Moment?

I was just eating lunch at my desk at work. I have a bit (as you have read in the past) an OCD (obsessive compulsive disorder, for those of you who don't indulge in self-diagnoses) so I almost ALWAYS order Buddhist Delight from the same Chinese restaurant every Friday. The best part of the Buddhist Delight really is the broccoli. When I'm not at work, I order broccoli and bean curd (extra spicy, no MSG) -- just to give an idea of how I feel about broccoli in Chinese food (and to give you an idea of the extent of my neurosis).

Today, I was eating and reading up on advanced directives so I can call a client and walk her through one. And I realized I had one piece of broccoli left so I decided to REALLY ENJOY it ... I thought about how good it was while I was eating it and I got lost somewhere in a world that I only go when I am very hungry and I see a pizza commercial on TV and I launch into a dramatic self-composed "I Like Pizza!" song. It is like the world between worlds in the Chronicles of Narnia -- a wooded area where you start to forget where you came from and where you are going and just kind of slip away. (But it was really brief, for those of you who think I have an eating disorder.)

Well, my boss walked in. I felt like I had been caught in the "act" like the Seinfeld episode when George's mother catches him "treating himself like an amusement park."

And therein lies my shameful moment with broccoli. I don't think my relationship with it will ever be the same.
(To give the art-source credit.)

Another "You Decide."

(I know that these "you decide" moments have not yet caught on but I figure that, like most things, it will take time for this fad to catch on.)

Although I may live in the city with the second highest rate of sexually transmitted diseases in the COUNTRY, at least I don't live HERE.

Am I lucky? You decide.

soap opera watching chemical induced sweet sweet nothing brain

This title is the description of what I wish my brain could be. I want
my brain to be made of pure sweet cotton candy. Oh law, why do you forsake me?

Remedy: The Nanny

I'm about to sprawl out on the couch and watch the Nanny. Then I will have to strap myself to my Real Estate Development book.
I have another interview (in Union County for those of you who live near there and might be happy that I would be closer OR for those who would rather I didn't move too far away from NY) -- so that means I have 5 in total... I think... Cool right? My chances are getting better! Yippee!

Heaven or Hell?

I went for my interview today and if my instincts are correct it wasn't that great. I'm not so sure our personalities meshed which is pretty weird because, for the most part, my personality meshes with nearly anyone's. I'm really a pretty versatile gal. All I'm saying is that it is a bad sign when someone wishes you luck on your future endeavors. It is kind of like this interview I had right after college when the interviewer asked if I remembered the way out and then sat behind his desk and pointed and said "There's the door!"

The good news (besides that I got offered another interview today -- in Tom's River) is that I got to spend the whole day with my mom and Simon (dog of course!) in the fine country air. We drove all around Sussex County (NJ), Pike County (PA) -- specifically Milford, and Orange County (NY) -- specifically Port Jervis. The leaves were beautiful, the air was crisp, and I was a happy bird.

Sick? I hope not.

You would never believe it. Interview tomorrow and I feel mildly feverish. Oh woe is me. (Is that really the phrase? Shouldn't it be "woe am I"? I am terribly confused. And I can't figure out whether that question mark goes in or out of the quotations. I should go to bed.) Off to try to make a warm (and spicy) dinner to chase my germs away.

Dear Newton, Here I come!

My interview in Newton is Tuesday. I'm a little nervous only because I am very excited about the possibility of living there. I have researched virtually everything about the area including all the businesses in town and the surrounding area (including where I could get pizza) (oh and Dunkin' Donuts!), the town history (and looked at maps of the historic district in town), available residential real estate, pictures of the local politicians, the schedule and prices of continuing education courses at Sussex Community College(they have beginner's aromatherapy!), the nearby train stations... well you get the picture.
The good news is that I would be really excited about nearly anywhere... probably just not AS EXCITED. I have spent time in Dingman's Ferry (PA) and the Pocono Environmental Education Center (PEEC) which is pretty near there and I LOVE THE AREA. I would finally be able to breathe.

So wish me luck!