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Hello from Hell

Hell is a very painful sinus infection. My nose, face, and teeth have never hurt so bad before in my life!!!

I finally found a tailor for my bridesmaid dress yesterday. I called 50 million places and I got the same response every single time..."Just come by. Just walk in. Just bring it by." No matter what question I asked that was the response. Finally I called this random one, Joan's Alterations, I think, and that lady said it was better to make an appointment, and I should make sure to bring all the necessary things with me, like the bra and shoes I would be wearing with the dress. She also asked me if I was taking in the length or size. I said all, and laughed and she laughed with me. So, she just seemed more competent than all the rest.

I missed two days of school because of this sinus infection, and I have a test on Thursday! Yikes! Then only one week of this stinkin' class left. Then comes September when they'll finally ship me my degree!

I've been taking a little break from looking for jobs. Everyone I know in the same boat as me has said this is a good idea. To just give yourself a week or so off from the frustration of putting in application after application. But it's time to get back on the ball. I'm going out to a place, a research institute, on Friday to do some testing, and then on Monday it's back to the grind. I wish I had some clout with the Job Gods.

The weekend is almost here, and I will have absolutley nothing exciting to write about because I plan on spending the entire time resting, sleeping, doing nothing! I don't have Gabby, but I don't want to go out. I just want to lay in bed, watch movies, maybe clean, take it easy. The thought of spending the whole night out drinking is making me feel even more sick. I do have to do this thing on Sunday, but that's not a big deal. It starts early so I can leave "early".

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Jessiedc28 said…
Sorry about your face.

You should rent Pride & Prejudice (the new one) and Prime. Both good movies!!! And love stories.

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