Hope my Midwestern friends are ok, not too cold.
I feel y'all. It's even cold here!
In fucking Hawaii, I'm all bundled up and up really super duper early because I ended up with a lot of sleep due to pure exhaustion yesterday.
The job grind is going really well, and had a great discussion with one of my roomies last night.
It was just nice to hear her voice (she is obviously out of town) (well, it wasn't that obvious until I said it)
And I miss her.
We chatted about my progress as an ever evolving human, toe nail fungus, friends vs acquaintances, how to properly vomit in public, constant running noses etc... ( we didn't talk about any of those things, but I figured you'd enjoy that better).
So, this morning I am patiently waiting to hear from the Job I want so badly!
I just need that email to come through, and why wouldn't you hire me?
Once it does, I have a skype second interview with the Owner.
I'm so ready, bring it!
Then, errands and relaxation once I have successfully nailed my opportunity.
Or, I'll just cry if nothing happens. Lol.
It does not help my situation that I received the lovely notice that my phone has been suspended due to non-payment. Shit, hire me and I'll work it off!
Oh life, how you challenge us to better ourselves... Every day.
Life must be tired too, cuz that's a full time job to add obstacles to EVERYONE on a daily basis!
Think about it, I only complicate a few peoples life on a daily basis, not the whole world.
I haven't even met the whole world (yet) nor do I have time to add little obstacles in my foot prints.
That's what I should rename my blog to- Obstacles in My Foot Prints...
I think I've read all the books I have, so I'm essentially writing one myself. Just not a good one.
I don't believe in transitions, except for those days when I'm totally on point and my BlogOir actually makes sense instead of just random thoughts thrown together.
That's how I do! And what?
I get to see my Doggy today and go grocery shopping!
I have the opportunity to see my ex, as I have to go to my old apartment (cue Barenaked Ladies live album)... I will think about it all day, if I want to or not.
If I'm ready, the thing is I'm finally feeling good about myself, and if can't let anything break that.
I'm not saying that would necessarily happen, but it is a very possible outcome.
Editors note: K.J. Physically tore out pages of this blog against my knowledge and disposed of them.
They discussed such important issues such as Marriage, Love, and Divorce, Birth, Aids, Liquid Bandages, Teeth Whitening Kits, How To Get The Job Painting Lines On The Highway, and his weird little obsessions (talking and rapping to himself in public, the art of his strut, and how to walk into a room like you were born there)
He asked me kindly (he was a fucking asshole) to leave this out for another BlogOir Entry, but I'm his Editor and I'll do what I want.
He said ALL of that about your Mama! And what?
K.J.s note: Editor- fuck you. I never said any of that. You think adding lies to my BlogOir will help sales?
Are we even selling this? Why do you even work for me ( don't forget you work for ME)
And like I really need you to expose my truthiness and/or spread lies about me and join that Player Haters Club.
I don't have an Editor.
I am officially fighting with myself.
In public. Again.
Isn't that a disease of some sort? Fuck, like I need another disorder.
I shouldn't even use the D word (disorder) cuz I prefer adorably unique as a term instead, it's got a positive little spin on it, doesn't it?
Ok, it's time for me get pretty and go run the world again...
See ya a little later.
Dear Editor, please include this as an actual entry.
I know I hid it's meaning behind nothingness, but I'm distracted so I feel my readers will be too.
Editors note: K.J.- we need to have a conference call about this entry.
Like, immediately, if not, sooner.
Publishing anyways,
Fuck my Editor
K.J. Dominick's signing out
Omg... Is that vomit?
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