July 01, 2003
Emyn Muil
Frodo contemplates his last paycheck from the Fellowship:
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Nothing to say today. I wasn't home anyway. I had to get out of the house. No job yet; the one place that called me is "still reviewing applications"; they'll call me tomorrow or Wednesday or maybe never. I did my obligatory Pick me! Pick me! dance already, so I went ahead and contacted some more temp agencies. I have an interview tomorrow with one. Hey, what are bills anyway.
Update: at least I'm in with the In Crowd! |
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You buy some cheap wine, I'll buy some cheap beer, and we can both drink it until early morning, sleep late and wander around in our darkened houses wearing our bathrobes.
Posted by: Scott at July 1, 2003 at 06:36 PMBy some strange coincidence, that happens to be what I've been doing... (Oh, okay, I've been going to job interviews too.)
Posted by: Andrea Harris at July 1, 2003 at 09:49 PMI wish I could do a Lileks, and people would just send me money. Then I’d never take the bathrobe off. I’d wear it everywhere . . .
Oh, yeah. I already do. I’ll let you know if I think of something.
Posted by: Daniel Morris at July 2, 2003 at 12:07 AMDon't want to jinx myself, but an old bud called looking for a National guy today. OK, that's enough. I'm a very suppressed happy person right now.
Posted by: Scott Chaffin at July 3, 2003 at 09:18 PM