The gods are Once Again F*cking with Me..

Amazing how quickly things can change in such a short amount of time. Monday's high screeched to a halt on Tuesday and quickly become a distant thought as more pressing matters came to ahead. Family issues coupled with the most disappointing "job" news I had ever heard; my 2nd interview was not to be. Hiring freeze. On top of familia issues and the departure of long-ago mentioned significant other, it was the final blow. Oddly enough, I shed no tears, threw no punches. It was a slap in the face yes, but also a slap to get my, as of lately, dragging/self-pitying as* in gear!

With no choice, but to put Operation B Goes Hard back into full throttle, I decided to have 1 last hurrah this weekend. I did do errands and spent quality time with family. More over, I spent more than enough time with my beloved Coors Light. I explained to CL that we had to take a break for awhile..until things were sorted out. CL was surprisingly accepting and supportive. Operation B Goes Hard has once again commenced.

Celebrate Good Times..

Come on! I really need to start listening to a different radio station. Oh wait, I live in a building with haywire internet access and poor radio reception. Typical. I did get an offer today. That's definitely a reason to throw caution to the wind and do a little celebrating. I indulged in a few bevvies and more importantly, a few new outfits. I lie. I didn't go overboard and buy whole new outfits, but I just had to pick up a few things on this momentous occasion. A girl's entitled to after fasting for the past few months.

Am I sell out? Nah. I remain true to the mission of uncovering the role of a lifetime. In the meantime, I will report for duty with as much enthusiasm and devotion that I can muster.