Does anybody read these?

Update!

So even though right now there are only five people in the world who can read this and Blogger doesn't seem to be very good with sending the invites out, it is still nice to log on to my sitemeter and not see my Web stalkers camped out on my blog. I wish I'd been a fly on the wall when they tried to log on yesterday, only to find out that they had to have a password. It made me smile, if nothing else did.

Unfortunately, I've discovered a glitch in this new blogger that makes me very sad. I can't post on the blogs of anyone with the old blogger. That sucks, in case you were wondering. So my friends are saying all these great things and blogger won't let me in to post! Urgggh.

Which reminds me, if you happen to know anyone who normally reads this but I can't leave them a comment right now to email me, can you put them in touch with me so I can add them to the list. This is mostly for my Fort Wayne people who know Dusty and Maynard. Thanks!

Anyhoo, I am nervous as hell for my interview today. I woke up with an upset stomach and I'm pretty sure I have a few hives (not anywhere you can see them, thank goodness!). I think I look good, and I plan to wow them with my professional expertise and bubbling personality. This is the job I have wanted since the day I came to Nashville. Could you imagine doing PR for your favorite restaurant? There's an on-site commissary. Yum.

And besides, it's time for a new job. All my traveling commitments are wrapped up until my brother's wedding next June. I need dental insurance and the version at my work isn't going to cut it. (They will pay $77 for my much-needed crown. Do you know how much crowns cost?!?)

I don't want to leave here, and I feel like my options are running out. I knew before I came here that this is where I wanted to grow old and gray, and I just need to find the perfect job to do that.

Anyhow, it's time to get a job. And in the past when I've explained that to the Big Man Upstairs, he's been game. We've had a lot of chats lately, and I hear some of y'all have spoken to him on my behalf, too. So here's praying that today goes splendidly and these folks can't live without me.

The girl whose desk I'm using this week has one of those calendars where you pull the pages off everyday. (I used to buy those. I once spent 2 hours pulling off and reading about three months of comics. I suck at them.) Anyhow, hers is some type of stock-broker one, but it does sometimes have really great quotes.

Like this old, familiar one:

"Nothing great was ever achieved without enthusiasm." -- Emerson

I'm going to conquer this fine, rainy Tuesday. How about you?

posted by Laura at 8:33 AM