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Yes, it’s true, folks. And after 15 hours of crying about it, I feel sane and even a little happy about it. Yesterday, at 12:30, I left my job and I will not be returning. (unless by some unholy miracle I’m offered an obscene salary / benefits / sexy new office package. And even then I’d have to think really hard about it.)

Last Friday I interviewed for a slightly higher up position that was opened when my friend left the department. Since she left I’d been doing ALL of the work plus my original duties… I was very strongly encouraged to apply for this position and led to believe that I was pretty much a sure thing. Friday, when I interviewed, I was told “oh you did such a good job!” by one of the interviewers. Yeah right. They hired someone else. And… are you ready for the kicker? After I left yesterday, and after Lindsey left this morning, I got a phone call. Our office manager called and asked if I would consider coming back to help out while the new person gets acquainted. uhh, WTF? No!

So instead of working, I’m going to be drinking! Yay! I’ll also be cleaning, organizing, and re-organizing the house.

I’m also taking donations to help me pay my bills.

Thanks, and good night.

“Can we get a motherfuckin moment of silence, for the small chronic break?”

Well, it is the end of an era. I started working at Romance Languages about two weeks before I started my freshman year. I think I have subconsciously connected it to my whole college life. It’s just always been there (except for the year I worked at Dial America because they ran out of money…bitches). Holly started working shortly after and worked there and stayed…while I was at the Dial…I think she got laid off shorly after. Either way, we got our job’s back and it’s been a big part of both of our UGA lives…and now it’s gone. Regardless of who was in charge and all of that other bullshit we were put through…I think that we stayed there because of the people…the students, professors, etc…and eventually each other…but not in a lesbian way like SOME people joke about, you know who you are Mr. “Mine has a hologram”. I have loved working there. That job introduced me to two great people that I hope I will have in my life forever…Todd and I love you both, bitches. Peace out. Holla..fo shizzle my nizzle.

To all my hoes at work:
“fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, you’re cool, and fuck you…I’m out!”

Idoho officially recognizes the greatness of the film “Napoleon Dynamite” in House Concurrent Resolution No. 29.

Their statement of purpose states that “The purpose of this resolution is to recognize and commend Jared and Jerusha Hess for their cinematic talents by which they have increased the nation’s awareness of Idaho.”

Way to go Idaho!

I got 6 inches of my hair cut off about 2 hours ago. It’s super fly. And check it, while I was gettin’ my hurr did, they played snoop d-o-double G, drop it like it’s hawwwt. That song is catchy, for shizzle, my nizzle, and yo, I got the rolly on my arm and I’m pourin’ Chandon and I roll the best weed cause I got it goin’ on.

Peace out, fools.

The USDA Forestry Services finally posted Patrick’s Spanish Translation of “The Natural Enquirer.” If you read Spanish, check it out. It’s a pretty neat science mag. for children.

Other than that…

+I ordered some new clothes for work.
+Most of the house is tidy enough that I won’t go crazy during the week.
-Patrick was gone ALL weekend for a “Bridging the Gap” seminar for interpreters.
+I found an awesome site for free desktop icons – Pixel Girl Presents .com
+Patrick is almost finished with his graduate school application process and the grad. coordinator seems happy that he’s applying.
-If Patrick starts grad. school next semester we’ll be even more broke. :/
+/-The poor Pole, Pope John Paul II, is finally dead. I feel a little sad about it, because I do think he was a great man, but he’s had one foot in the grave for a few years.
—–It’s Sunday evening and I have to work tomorrow!

On Thursday, a talk given by politician Pat Buchanan was cut short by an outraged WMU student who threw salad dressing at the speaker. The student shouted “Stop the Bigotry!” before he doused Buchanan with what looks like a delicious, creamy Ranch.

I wish I had the guts to throw things at people I disagree with. Oh wait, no I don’t. Buchanan is a jerk & the WMU student is an idiot protester who won’t change a thing by throwing dressing, but still, it’s kind of funny, no?

See the cnn.com article.