so the people that i interviewed with tuesday called me today while i was at work and asked if i could come in and fill out another form so that they could do a background check on me. i guess the form that they had me fill out tuesday ended up being the wrong one, so i needed to fill out this one for them. since they said that they were only going to do a background check on the candidate that they were most interested in, I took this as a good sign. i must be at least in the running, or else they wouldn't have bothered to have me fill out the correct form. i told them that i would be able to drop in and fill out the form on my way to st. clare's this afternoon... so i went home from work today (after stopping at the post office and mailing about 500 letters for work... and the thing is, the window wasn't open, so i had to stuff them in the mail slot about 20 at a time... i felt like a real tool) and made myself 2 bagel sandwiches with hummas, lettuce, tomato, and alfalfa sprouts... one to eat then and one to take to work later. i thouroughly enjoyed my bagel, and then fooled around online until i was running late, at which point i flew out the door, forgetting my lunch. i only realized that i forgot my lunch when i was almost to the highway, but i still turned around because the sandwhich was just so good and i knew that if i left it out it would be spoiled... so by the time i really got on my way i was running very late. i sped over to the insurance company, and met with first just the one lady who interviewed me and then the guy came out "to say hi." i filled out the form and then after making nice and saying goodbye i was on my way. a few minutes down the road, i suddenly thought, "i have something in my teeth." i looked up in the rearview mirror, and sure enough, there was a big 'ol piece of lettuce stuck in my teeth (see diagram below). one (or both) of them must have given me a weird look when i smiled, because how else would i have suddenly thought a few minutes later to look at my teeth. how embarassing! i must have looked like such a freak! but really, it makes me laugh so hard just thinking about it. i mean, that was a big 'ol piece of lettuce. how could they not have noticed it? how could I not have noticed it? they must have been like, "oh, my God, do I say something? how embarassing!" it's just too humorous. i'm standing there all smiley and laughing and i've got a HUGE piece of green lettuce sticking between my two front teeth. it had such a potential for a snl sketch... God, that makes me laugh!! i get slightly hysterical every time i think about it...

HYPER!!!!!

i only wish i could channel this energy into something productive...

i hate my smoke detector... it sucksass. every time i use my oven it goes off, and i'm not burning anything. and it's so freaking embarrassing, because i know other people in the building can hear it because i've heard other people's alarms go off. so now i keep taking it off the wall and removing the batteries, which means that i'm going to burn up in a fire. suck.

so i just read my weekly horoscope and this is what it said:
CANCER
This week marks the beginning of a decent romance. Look to the middle of the week for the return of a sentimental old favorite, and the weekend for the start of something sexy and memorable.
Your luck this week*

Love: A
Money: C
Work: C

Signs to Seek: Pisces, Aquarius
Signs to Avoid: Virgo, Leo

*Your weekly luck is based on a scale of A to F, with A being the best luck and F being the worst.

so maybe that means that i'm not going to get the job (Work: C) but heynow, what's all that about with my Love luck? and what's going on this weekend? i can't wait to find out ;)

so i just got back from an interview with an insurance company. the interview was for a 'casualty adjuster' position, which i guess is sort of like an investigator... people would come to me with claims and i'd investigate them and decide how much they'd get from the company. so basically i'd be a god. well, not really, but go with me on this, i'm trying to make this job sound really cool in my head... i'd be a detective-god-like person. (i didn't mention to the people interviewing me that that's what i thought of the position.. it would probably have sounded crazy). so it was a great interview. i was completely relaxed, and even though there were two people there asking me questions i didn't feel overwhelmed. i don't know if i got the job, but if i did, i'd definately like the people who i'd be working with. it sounds so weird, but i actually kinda had fun at the interview... beh. anyway, if i get the job, rock, if not, oh well. i just have to find something by january...

so i'm going in to work at the hospital this thursday evening. yay! not. i'm only going into work because then i'd have 'extra' money to go see guns n' roses in november. that'll completely kick ass. i hope we go. becky keeps telling me that we're not partying again till st.patrick's day (she's the unhappy no-party dwarf) but then she mentioned going to see this concert so i'll have to pretend that it won't be partying... but it totally would be :) shhh...

so i went to starbucks for some energy and to get away from my computer for a little while so that i could get some actual work done. since i also had to look for a book for school at barnes and noble i went to the starbucks on wolf road (the one right outside of the barnes and noble as opposed to the one inside there... weird that there are two so freaking close. i mean, seriously they're within 100 yards of eachother...) the barista there freaking kicked ass. he kicks everyone that works at the clifton park starbuck's asses (except for that one guy with the piercings that usually makes me my caramel macchiato on sunday evenings... their skillz are about equal). i can't believe the difference. i got a subpar caramel macchiato at the clifton park starbucks last night from some random girl. and the one i got tonight was just about the best ever. it was thouroughly pleasurable to drink. anyway. i just felt like sharing. apparently who makes your coffee makes a big difference...
still didn't get much done, so i better get back to it... beh. i hate school.

so if you're bored you should cruise on over to rathergood.com to see some of the funniest crap ever. his crude flash animations make me want to die of laughter. you have to check out the viking kittens, the punk kittens, and the mark lama one... they're freaking awesome. especially the mark lama one, you have to watch the whole thing to the end, it's just so freaking funny... :)

so i got my copy of the sims online play test today. but my first attempt at playing was no good. they were having some server issues i believe, so i will have to try again later... i have to admit that i'm a little afraid to start playing this game... what if it's just so addicting that i never leave my house? i'll lose my job, fail out of school and won't have acquired a new job... i'll run out of money and get evicted and be a bum on the street all because of those damn sims... beh. all of that could happen anyway because of my extreme apathy and lack of motivation to do anything but party. i suck.

so i'm so mad at my phone!! apparently, for some reason, it decided to not give me any of my voicemail for this entire week. i turned it on last night after i had turned it off because i was seeing a movie, and i had 5 new voicemails. at first i almost panicked, all i could think was that something awful had happened at my house. but then the voicemails were all old! starting from last sunday!! and the thing is, on wednesday i had gotten a call from a company in poughkeepsie that i'd applied to, and i couldn't pick it up because i was at work and my boss was in the room, and i thought that they didn't leave a voicemail and i was all depressed. but it turns out they had left a voicemail and they wanted me to call them thursday. i'm SO MAD!! Now I'm going to have to call them tomorrow and be like, 'gee, sorry i didn't get that voicemail till 230am sunday morning because my phone SUCKS! do you still want to interview me?' suckage.
beh. must get in the shower now and get ready to go to the state police academy to schedule wannabe state troopers for their psych evals... i'm running so late though... but that's not really new...