December 5
 
 

 
 
 
 

Festive holiday greeting card from Dana & Co?  Mail me! Now,  I actually HAVE cards to send out! It's amazing!
 

Note:  For whatever reason, whenever I run spellcheck, it crashes my machine, so whereas I appreciate whatever helpful "you spelled that wrong!" mail you plan on sending, be fully aware that I just don't care.
 
 

[deletia!]  Not that you can tell I've gotten a haircut or anything, but I have, and it's darned cute.  Or at least I'd like to think so.  It probably isn't, but whatever.  Be quiet.  It's only hair, it'll grow back.  [deletia!].  I loathe morning radio.  In all forms.  "So, Courtney!! How do you feel about Osama bin Laden??"  "Well, Rick!! I think he's a SO AND SO!!"  "Oh, Courtney, admit it, you'd do him in a heartbeat!!"  "Nuh-uhhhh!! Only if he looked like Ricky MARTIN!!"  "WORRRRDDDD!!!'  Ugh, I HATE morning radio.  She walks in, with the radio, tunes it to Hot Hits whatever, and lowers it to a volume where I can only hear a steady, fuzzy, not in tune because of the interference of the computer equipment hiss.  Delightful!

Then?  She looks at me! And I see her trying, really hard, to think of something to say about my hair.  "Let me see it!!'  she says.  "Huh.  Is it supposed to look like that?"  No, wait, there's more!!  "No, no! It's cute."  "Do YOU like it?"  I am only able to nod.  "Well! At least it got rid of all that dead hair you had!!"  And do you know how I replied?  Do you?  You may or may not have guessed.  I answered "Heh, heh."  That is my standby answer for when I am at a loss for words.  That's right.  "Heh, heh."  If you get that out of me, I am officially flummoxed, so congratulations.
 
 

Ugh.  Man, you'd think that after like a week of no updates, I'd have a lot more to say, but really, it's been intensely quiet.  I've been alone, mostly, because Nick is in Michigan visiting a friend.  You know how when you spend a lot of time on your own, you become all inward and tight lipped?  That's me.  I'm going on these nightly runs to different malls (last night?  Danbury! Right! An HOUR drive because I was bored with the local malls!)  going kind of Christmas shopping (at least as much as a person with NO MONEY can do any sort of shopping) and just being out of the empty house.

Oh, here's something to tell! The other day?  I had an interview.  I'm not super optimistic about the outcome because I think I came off as being mildly bossy and retarded.  The retarded part was because she asked me about where I went to college, and I was explaining who "Eugene Lang" was, I could not get the word "philanthropist" out.  Nope.  I was like "flarantrhospit! What?  I mean flyrantopist!! What the?  I DO know how to say it! Wait! phulrangppist!!"  Seriously, I tried THREE times, and could not spit the word out.  Finally, I was like "I know how to say it, let's move on..."  ignoring the barely concealed snigger flickering in her eyes.  Needless to say, I do not think I am the person for their part time needs, which is unfortunate, because the job seemed really interesting, and when asked, I was able to say [deletia!]

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