gipsys musings

musings on writing and pop culture

January 2006

Back

I’m back…. I’m tired… I’ll write more tomorrow. Oh, you didn’t think I’d leave y’all hanging, did you? The interview went EXTREMELY well, and I’ll be finding out this week if I need to plan to be living in Atlanta by the end of the month.

Evil or Not

Ugh, do you know how much I disliked waking up this morning and coming into work? Yeah, that much. But something interesting happened while I was out yesterday. One of the guys that I work with decided to yank my boss’s chain by saying that I was probably over at Mr. Big’s New Company. See, Mr. Big and I aren’t very fond of one another, but that doesn’t seem to

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Shortlisted

It’s between me and one other person for the job. Damn, I’m shaking.

Son of Random Bullet List?

I know that there’s a couple of blog posts floating around my head, but I just can’t think straight enough to get them down here. I think that it means it’s time for the famous (or infamous) Random Bullet List? to rear its head again. I really, really, really want to go to Blogher this year. The problem? I’m having to wait until my tax return gets done before I

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Giddy Like a Little School Girl

I was driving up to Atlanta, content to have a nice relaxing weekend up at my grandmother’s, when I get this voicemail on my cell saying that I’ve been shortlisted for a job up here, and could I interview on Monday.

Who I Am And What To Do About It

I made an appointment with my GP for my yearly physical and I’m going to ask him what he would recommend for me to quit smoking since I’m on such a multitude of medications currently, and I’d rather not add another one to the mix if I can possibly help it.

The Decision

I’ve decided to try and quit smoking. Well, I’d put it on my 101 Things in 1001 Days listing (#20), but I think I’m ready to at least start looking at my different options. I don’t know how successful I’ll be, but I really need to do something. There’s not any particular thing that’s making me feel this way, other than when I was sick at the beginning of the

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