Karaoke at the Market was dead last night, yo.

[e_juliana]

Half the regulars must have been at Star Wars. Not complaining, though. We had a great group of people at our table, and I got to talk to every single one of them. I like it when there's less people, because we get to be more rowdy. As in - someone drank beer out of someone else's clog last night. Whackiness and hijinks continued to ensue. (I love the word hijinks. I think it's the three dotted letters right in a row.) (And now I just realized that I repeat my love of the word hijinks every 8 months or so. I should pay more attention to what I write.)

I also talked to a friendly acquaintance who was there the night I fell. He has a better memory of what happened than anyone else, so I got to hear further details (though I didn't need to know what the impact sounded like. Really, I didn't).

Stayed out too late because I was talking, but I did get a 9-mile run in yesterday before rehearsal, so I'm not kicking myself too hard. Must get food soon, though.

18 paper resumes going out today. 5 emailed resumes went out yesterday. I also applied to 6 internal positions. Nothing like work-related stress dreams to kick my ass into gear, is there?



(I've started listing music lately, but it's only what's in my head here at work. No radio in the cube for the juliana. She finds it rude.)

Comments

[mearagrrl.livejournal.com]

Good luck with all those positions, and go you for trying damn hard!

[e-juliana.livejournal.com]

Thanks, sweetie. How goes the dyke show?

[mearagrrl.livejournal.com]

Stressful, at the moment. Ask me again about 10pm Saturday night, when it's over. :)

[e-juliana.livejournal.com]

Honey, I'm willing to lay odds that you won't in be a coherent state at that point. I'll ask you Monday, when you've sobered up. :)

[mearagrrl.livejournal.com]

Heh. Well, the show finishes at 10pm...I probably won't be drunk until, oh, an HOUR after that! :)