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Tuesday, Nov. 07, 2006 @ 10:54 pm i got it i got it. I GOT IT! When he called to let me know I was so happy I could have cried. It's been so long since I felt that way that I could have cried some more. But I didn't ... instead m'dears ... I LAUGHED. OUT LOUD. You must remind me to do everything OUT LOUD from now on. It feels good. & to celebrate getting it I decided to be a bit bitchy & faxed in my letter of resignation to the manager & ass. manager who were working in another store for the day. Yep. Faxed it. Apparently Phil Collins informed his ex-wife of their impending divorce via fax machine & so James has been giggling at how I pulled a Phil. Not only did I get it, but am starting out at $1.50 more per hour than I asked for. & I asked for $1.00 more an hour than I make now at the full-time job. Could my giddy-goo-gahs get any more giddy? I think not. My last day as a Shampoo Slinger is the Tuesday after next. I start training at the bookstore on Thursday. I will keep on pimping fat-girl panties 'cause I dig the discount & the folks I work with. Books. I'll be surrounded by words all the day long. It will be comforting, just knowing they are there, within arms reach, at all times. Intelligence waiting to be absorbed. Creativity hell-bent on expansion. I hate being this jazzed about stuff, but I really can't fucking help it. Something amazing was in order. The guitar in this fucking song drives my heart crazy, just like love. Crunchy. :blowing my speakers: Ani Difranco ~ Half-assed
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