So.

If any of you are on good terms with the PTB, please take a moment and specifically say:

"Hey, you know that job that Anya applied for? Anya being the chick up in Canada who is an utter freak? Could you see that she gets it, so that she won't be forced into killing her present boss? Thanks."

Like a dutiful employee, I went to the Delawanna Inn and Resort in Honey Harbour ON for our District Manager conference. I struggled with consciousness, I grappled with bad food, and water that left people sick, and I dealt with the fact that everyone kavetched about everything.

In the end, coming home was a sweet reward. And I got a $50 GC for Winners. That was nice. Unexpected, but nice.

I have a small list of "things that could have been done better", but that's beside the point. The Wench decided she'd worked so hard, and needed a break. (Hi. 47 hours of last week was spent doing a powerpoint presentation that she decided to scrap. Do we want to discuss stressed and overworked?) Anyway, so she scooted last night for her cottage and is taking an extra long weekend.

*eyeroll*

I sent off my wunder-email to the potential employer. claris read it and thought it was swell, so did the V.P. Operations here. He's on my side. Hopefully, it's enough to make the potential employer swoon to have me as his asset. *sigh*

In other news, Lucifer has tried twice to eat my deoderant. And assuming I can buy two Sai knives by the 30th of this month, I'm going to lostvoice's party as Elektra. I guess I'll need to avoid the crap and stick to my gym routine so I don't look utterly ridiculous. *heee*

Hee!

I Got the Interview!!!

(What? It's a good sign, right?!)