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Friday, July 6th, 2001
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7:45 pm - Pjammer
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Hope you read this! I noticed you deleted your journal entry about the web awards. I wanted to let you know that I only added my voice to the general, good natured derision because it was fun. Honestly, I've never been "into" self-promotion, but then again, I haven't had all that many achievements to promote. Unfortunately in this world, self promotion will win. So post your bid for web fame and loud and clear, if you want to. Your stuff is definately superior to last year's winner.
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| Wednesday, June 27th, 2001
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8:46 pm - So much for my summer of leisure
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I'm working at Disney again next week. The secretary is out on maternity leave, and the bozos in the office can't agree on a replacement hire. So... I'm it, indefinitely.
Maybe this is a career option for me after all?
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| Wednesday, June 20th, 2001
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7:46 pm
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I've made yesterday's rant friends only again. It was a good little rant, but I alternate between thinking that it's cathartic, and thinking that it's just plain cheap. And I have a private fear that people I know are gonna find it. Even though I don't think anyone did.
The one thing that came through loud and clear is that I'm more dependent on B. than I thought I was. He came over today, and I had to bite my tongue not to tell him about LJ.
The other thing that came through was that I've had a father complex ever since Dad died, and possibly before. I could see a shrink, but I don't think that's something that ever fully goes away, you just learn to deal with it.
current mood:  relieved
current music: Me, singing Shawn
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| Tuesday, June 19th, 2001
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9:28 am - I've been thinking
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I temped the other day for a Disney PR office. Secretarial stuff. They want me to consider coming in permanently. But I'm not interested in the work. Arranging celebrity tours, kow towing to the stars. Somehow I don't think that's for me.
I'm wondering if I should get into some aspect of real estate. Is there something besides sales I should look at? Or is sales where all the money is?
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| Friday, June 15th, 2001
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2:38 pm - Why I started this damn thing.
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1. I miss J.
2. I am a damn Introvert
3. I need contact with people who can't reach me, how's that for an oxymoron.
4. N. recommended it.
Okay, cards on the table.
J. dumped me for a damn religious nut. Okay, so I dumped him a little bit too. But he replaced me so quickly. What must be wrong with me that he replaces me with someone so different? He's a scientist, for heaven's sake. And this is a woman who prays when the car breaks down. Rumor has it she's a virgin.
Do I want him back? He isn't a particularly good looking man, and he isn't the best lover I've ever had. He made me laugh, and he had a car.
current mood:  angry
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2:35 pm - Hmmm, a little direction would be nice.
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Time for a little direction in my life. I mean, besides back and forth on the bedspread.
Which way should I head:
Another waitress job? God, please kill me first.
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2:17 pm - My 1st Day
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Journal Entry No. 1.
I feel like Marsha Brady. Lying on my stomach on my pink bedspread, a brand new diary spread open before me...No, wait, too suggestive for Marsha. This position makes me want to do other things.
Marsha would move to the desk. Me, I think I'll take a quick break.
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