Internalizing.

Despite getting 8 hours of sleep for 2 nights in a row, I am still too tired. At least the bags that have camped out under my eyes have decided to pack up and leave...wake me up in a few months.
I had an interview today...a phone interview. It went extremely well. I called a plethora of contacts this morning to ask what to expect, and with that info, I started to answer the questions of what to expect. Wrote it all on one sheet of paper. Then, when asked during my interview, I could spew out the answer by reading what I had previously written. Would you believe that ALL the questions my friends told me to expect were asked during my interview? Even Noah couldn't have planned better..
It's hot outside. My a/c is broken. At least July will be over soon, which means that at least we're closer to comfortable temperatures than before. I decided to wear black to work today. Yes, it was short-sleeved....but black? with a heat index of 1 Billion? I'm a dolt. Tomorrow I wear my cargo shorts and a wife beater. Sure, I may be asked to go home and change...but that's not a bad price to pay for a short moment of comfort.
Tonight, I drink wine with my friend, Shell. She loves wine almost as much as me....maybe more. We met for a midday iced coffee extravaganza yesterday. She called me crabby. I was, but not now. I internalize alot. Today, I internalized my fear of interviews. For once, I choose to leave my personal life indecisions alone. It's nice.

Staticky.

i have staticky hair when it's cold out. So why, on this hot, humid day does my hair decide to be a bastard? i used to think it was me. then I found out it's not. i picked up my daughter from big school to find she had the same problem. Emma. Emma is cute with staticky hair. I found a dryer sheet in my clothes hamper that was sitting in my front seat and rubbed it on her head. I heard that it works. Her hair smells like a springtime breeze now. it's still staticky, but not as much. I tried it too. Same. Springtime breeze and semi-staticky.
i had a nice weekend. emma and i drew pictures with her crayons. she drew a pig and a rabbit. I drank wine. I drink wine every night. Just a glass, though. Unless i have company or i go somewhere. I kept emma up past her bedtime on Friday. she normally goes to bed at 8. She went to bed at 9. She sang until 10. I love my emma. I call her monkey. I call everything monkey. Everything smaller than me, at least.

Champion Idealist

I took a Myers-Briggs Personality Assessment online about 3 years ago. The results of the test were that I was an ENFP. I took it again this morning and it came out the same. I derive great pleasure in knowing that my personality doesn't change much. I guess it's that whole consistency thing I can appreciate. So, what is an ENFP? Besides Extroverted, iNtuitive, Feeling, and Perceiving, Keirsey.com says that I am a "Champion Idealist". Such a BIG title. Sounds hard to live up to, quite honestly. ENFP's are abstract in thought and speech, cooperative in accomplishing their aims, and informative and extraverted when relating with others. The interesting thing is, the entire definition of ENFP on any website I went to gave the perfect description of who I am. I couldn't disagree with a single thing. Not bad. If only other surveys online could do the same thing......

Discombobulated

Today I lost my bloginity. It did not hurt, nor did I leave feeling taken adantage of. It took me a long time to figure out who I would lose it to...Xanga, Friendster, Blogspot, Livejournal, MySpace.... I couldn't go on looks alone. Oh no...it had to be more special than that. Personality played a big part. So here I am....on Blogspot...humping away on my keyboard...ready to release the load on my mind.

More to come...