New Year's Eve and it's hard to believe
another zodiac has gone around.

While you drank yourself high on hoping
and watched the ceiling spin from the ground.

Counting down from ten it's time
to make your annual prayer.

Secret santa in the sky
when will I get my share?

Then you tell yourself
what you want to hear.

Cause you have to believe.

This will be my year.

This will be my year...Semisonic


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Long time no Squaw.
Tuesday, January 06, 2004
Once again I find myself on the other side of a rather abrupt announcement. So the VP currently acting as a impromptu director to some extent invites me to take a "walk". Now taking a walk usually means one of two things. Good news or bad news. So I look at him as we're getting in the elevator and I say, "So is this bad news because if it's bad news I don't really want to start 2004 off that way." And he's all false and kind of, "Oh, why would you think that? No of course not!"

So we walk down to the caf and sit down and I look at him and say, "Okay who's quitting?" and he's like "Why would you think that?" and I am like, "Well maybe I'm wrong. Just tell me what's going on." And he's like, "Is that what you think?" blah blah blah and then he tells me that he's taken another position. Blah blah blah.

That's what I get for taking more than a week and a half off from work. For example when I was walking to the office from upon return from the two weeks I took off for our wedding/honeymoon I thought to myself, "Gee, I wonder who quit while I was gone." I get into the office and get called into that VP's office and I look at her and say, "You quit didn't you?" Well I saw that coming a mile away.

So the guy who replaced her a little over a year ago just quit. At this point what can I say? I think he was surprised that I wasn't wailing and beating my breasts over the whole thing. But honestly I am not surprised and I don't give a flying fig. Not a bit. I don't have any control over anyone/thing except myself and my new thing is taking it day by day and moment by moment.

He should have read my blog yesterday because he would have known that.

I surprise myself sometimes. Just when I would expect me to crumble I get all indignant and girl powerish.

It's part of my flair.


P.S. Lest you be confused let me reinforce that I AM one very happy girl. Anyone who's ever spoken to me/knows me will tell you that I practically need to be tied down because I am so flippin effervescent . Don't shake me too hard or I might pop my cork.

More flair!

posted by JustKeepMum on 8:57 PM