According to my horoscope, today my life is an open book and my secret is out in the open. Now that I think about that more, I realize that I don't really have any secrets, just things that I don't tell everybody (not things that I don't tell ANYbody).

In any case, I'm curious to see what the next couple of weeks will bring and am hopeful that good things will arrive (not just for me, although that would be nice, but for a number of people I care about) before long :).

Really bizarre and traumatic dreams last night. Okay, one really bizarre and traumatic dream that I hope and pray never comes true.

The others were mostly just bizarre...Monica chose Davis (the dream wasn't so much bizarre as a bit too real feeling, now I have to call her and finally find out where she'll be next year), and in the other, I got married in Vegas with rings bought out of a vending machine. Huh.

I'm on my lunch (heeeyyy lunch hour at home...yeehaa!) and figured I should send in a little update. I'm still liking my job. Hey, it's day three, and I have no complaints. You gotta admit that's new for me.

My only update is that I like my job. I have no complaints at this moment in time. Can this be possible?

New job. New people. New location....it's nice to come home for lunch.

Highlights from the day:
* I actually have my own desk...not something I have to share with three other people...and I'm not a temp! Whoohoo!
* The view from the second floor of the library is lovely :) (somewhat better than any other view I've had at a job)
* The Fed Ex guy is cute... (what is it about delivery men? haha, j/k)

Alright, that's the day...I'm pleased :)

Weeelllll...after a self-induced (and Lent inspired) break from seeking romance in my life (except for one little side track that turned into nothing but a remembrance of things past anyway), I'm baaaaaccckkk.

That doesn't necessarily mean anything. It's not like I'm puttin' my sign back out, and all the guys can come a'knockin'. Instead, it means that I'm starting to think about this again.

Questions to consider:
* How "seriously" do I want to take this gettin' back on the lurve train?
*Do I want to fork over the big bucks for an e-harmony membership? Based on what I saw of the e-harmony segment on Average Joe: Adam Returns, that's not necessarily the best choice for me. For now, I think I'll not spend my hard-earned (or the money I'll start to earn on Monday) on that sort of thing.
* What would it mean to take things in my own hands? You know what, it doesn't matter. I'm not going to...having spent the last 2 months (approx) really giving this very little thought at all, I think that's the plan I'm going to stick with for now. Are you listening, God? I'm leaving up to You this time! I promise, no taking it away. It's up to You. You got this one?

On a totally different note: I got invited to a wedding! Well, I got the "save the date" notice in the mail! So, I'll be travelling to So-Cal 4th of July Weekend...anyone want to make it a roadtrip (whoever comes and isn't coming to the wedding could just go party somewhere on the night of the 3rd...it's a Saturday..come on, you know you want to...).

Huh.

Old Spaghetti Factory is as yummy as I remember, and I'm so glad that I got to finally share it with Mama!

Okay, so why are the freeways in the Oakland area so confusing. We had to go the wrong way (heading towards SF) in order to go home. 980-580-80, but we had to make sure to avoid 24, because that would take us into Berkeley (and we all know what happens when Mommy drives in Berkeley). Oh well, we got home safely, watched TV and now will start making homemade pasta for dinner (more Mommy than me). Oh, yeah, we'd do that whole "no carb" thing really well. RIIGGGGHHT.

The end of Lent and the start of the Easter season seems to have brought good news to this household. My platelets are running free at a lovely 65,000 (ahhhhhh yeeaahhh); I start my new job on Monday (next week); Mama gets to review a book; Daddy...well, I don't know if he's got any good news, but he doesn't have any bad news, so as far as I'm concerned, that's good news!

Easter was lovely, if somewhat quiet. We're having some priest issues at my church (the one leaving we like, the one staying, well, let's just say that we'd all like it if he kept his cool a bit better), and that was oh so obvious at the Easter Vigil. I love the Easter Vigil...it makes me feel ever so Catholic. All the inscense, candles, holy water, chanting. It's all so old world and cool. Gives me chills every time.

HAPPY EASTER, EVERYBODY!

(I know it's tomorrow, but I'm not going to write tomorrow)...HAPPY EASTER!

I think I have a job. I'm not sure what that job is, because my potential new supervisor (ahhh, shades of rush and PNM, moving on) told me that she and another of the supervisors would like to discuss "some other opportunities" with me. I don't know what that means. I will know tomorrow, though. I hope.

More on the wedding thing. I think I just need to GET OVER myself! In some ways, I still feel like I'm that girl in high school who never gets invited to anything but can't seem to see that she's got a great set of friends around her, regardless of whether or not she gets to go to those parties that "everyone is invited to." That's my next life goal...getting over feeling like I'm being purposely left out, when that, honestly, cannot be the case.

So, there's this saying, "always a bridesmaid, never a bride." I'm not concerned so much with never being a bridesmaid as never getting invited to a wedding!

My old roommate and good friend (at least until graduation and the ensuing business of life) is getting married in June. I have the distinct impression that I will not be invited, and that sucks. Since this particular couple has been together for so many years (and were, in fact, together during my whole time of knowing them in college), I always thought I'd get to go to the wedding.

I'd very much like to celebrate the marriage of two people I actually know (as opposed to the weddings I got dragged to as a child) with my friends, especially when others in our little circle are actually IN the wedding. I know that weddings are expensive, but I promise to make it worth it (HINT: I'll bring a NICE gift!).

It's not as thought I would start calling this people and begging for an invitation - they have enough to deal with, without having some whiny person from their past on the phone, "Why don't you want me to come? Uh huh uh huh, I see." I wouldn't ever put anyone in that position. I'm just incredibly disappointed that I won't get to go, but I understand that decisions must be made, especially considering the expense of a wedding.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOMMY (it was actually her birthday yesterday, but as a gift to her, I didn't use the computer...well, that's not ALL I got her!!).

Clay and Kelly. Kelly and Clay. It should say enough that I am sitting here in my Clay Aiken shirt...I love concerts!

Whoohoo to opening with the Kyre (I'm not quite sure how to spell that, but suffice it to say, for a minute there, I thought I was at a church revival rather than a concert).

Go Mommy. It's your birthday. Party like it's your birthday...Whatcha doin' tonight?

Have you ever been stoked about a job, gotten all dressed up for the interview (and if you're a girl, you're actually stable on your heels!), you go in and face, not one, not two, but THREE people! I was not anticipating this AT ALL. Luckily the label "Board Room" on the door outside prepared me just a bit. I faced not only my potential supervisor but her supervisor AND the supervisor above her. Yikes!

I answered what I could and got a few smiles and "good"s, but I'm not holding my breath.

I also received my "official" rejection from Davis today. I was rejected because my personal statement wasn't good enough. That's what the letter says! It also says that I can reapply when I feel I'm competitive. Oh really? Thanks. You know, I wasn't bitter about this (just confused) until today. I THOUGHT I already was competitive, otherwise, WHY would I apply? Jeez!

Okay, that's my exlamation point riddled posting.

Luckily the weirdness got explained early on, and there was no need for awkwardness (ahhh, the confusion of an "inside" story).

So, I'm thinking more seriously about putting in for some awesome jobs I found. Here's the deal, and call me lazy (okay, lazy), but I don't know if I want to commit myself to a career just yet. The jobs that I found are definite career-track jobs. I know that my parents (or Daddy, at least) would feel much better about my recent life decisions if I would settle into a career, but, hey, Daddy certainly jogged around a bit before settling into his job of choice. So, what can I say, it's genetic!

Give me a few more days to really get over the fact that I probably won't ever be back in school (or at least not for a REALLY long time), and I'll get to work on those applications, I promise!