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[karenor]

erg. so i'm still unsure about this job thing. i talked to my brother's friend yesterday, and he was very unclear about what he wanted me to do. it has to do with advertising and with overture.com. and whether or not he'll be able to offer the service to his clients. i have no clue what possible good i can do him. As long as i don't have to deal with his clients, i guess i'll be ok. what would be spectacular would be if i could email him whatever info he wants from me and he could paypal me my money and i would never have to talk to him. :) but it will be under the table, so i guess paypal isn't a great way to go about that. i just hate dealing with people, and i hate the phone. i more than hate the phone. i have a phone phobia that i can't explain adequately. i simply don't talk to anyone but my family or very close friends on the phone if i can avoid it. i don't know where it came from either. i know i used to answer phones in jr. high when i T.A.'d in the main office, and that was no problem. At work i only very relctantly answered when my mom wasn't available to do it.

Anyway, the point that i'm dancing around is, i guess, that i don't want this job, and there really isn't any way i can refuse it. doesn't that suck? using the 'i just don't have time excuse' while true just doesn't fly, cuz this will supposedly be a maximum of 10 hours a week...

like i said. erg.

still in pain, but yesterday it seemed a bit better. poetry class sucked as usual. i just can't relate to anything these people are writing. i feel like i have nothing to contribute, and i'm frankly bothered by several people in that class. and about_worth wasn't even there to share my misery. sigh...

two stories to write by wednesday. my best friends stupid show tonight to go which i really don't wanna do. poem to write. oil change to get. days to get thru till this time next week when i will be driving driving driving far away. i need that so bad right now.

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[alannahrose.livejournal.com]

I hear you about the job. It's so hard when you want the money but the job just isn't right. And I so hate the phone and dealing with people too. Really, I won't talk on the phone to anyone but my sister and my parents, and occasionally to my Nana (but she hates it as much as I do so our conversations are short). Every other time the phone rings, if it's not for Chris, we pretty much ignore it.

Glad you're feeling a little better. Or is that not true for today? I feel a little better too. I slept through the whole night...woo!

And your comment about mariachi music makes me picture Max serenading you in a sombrero. :)

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[karenor.livejournal.com]

:) i wouldn't mind a serenade right about now.

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[alannahrose.livejournal.com]

Me either!

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[about-worth.livejournal.com]

sorry i wasn't there...i went to a youth convention thing down in Aneheim. i considered the fact that i had school for, oh, 2 seconds, and said i would go. i really don't like that class...did we talk more about the butt dude? mr. poetry man?

i hate phones too! i never really answer them at my house. yet i have a cell phone. go figure. :P

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[karenor.livejournal.com]

yeah we talked about butt dude. quite a bit actually. about the last poem and several others. why we liked or didn't like the work, etc.

hope your convention was more fun.

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[about-worth.livejournal.com]

i'm sure it was. i detest that guy's work.