the smack factor

That’s me folks.  I’m trying really hard to not let the snot droop over my excitement about my interview today.  I’m really excited, really really pumped.  I’m trying to think of a word my sister in college would use (they use “bold” alot, and I slightly cringe, but it’s so fun to hear other age groups’ popular descriptive words.  Oh, and they describe those weirdos at the bar/bikepath/class as “creepers” .. cracks me up.  Help! getme out of these parentheses!!), but I can’t.  The thump that was in my head yesterday is more of a helmet of pain today.  Just a dull coating on my head that I know is there only because as I talk aloud about my work experience and passions (no, I do not mention Factor’s adorable bald head), I hear my voice knocking into my hears covered in wool.  Yeah.  My nose is so clogged it’s practiclly coming out my ears.  And when I breathe/talk, I can feel bubbles of snot racing towards my most visible face exits.  This is going to be challenging to say the least.

I’m guzzling coffee to keep the energy up.  And it’s not false energy, I want to make THAT clear.  I’m not forcing the energy, I’m just trying to keep it at the level I really feel it.  and this flippin cold or whatever I’ve gotten while without health insurance is wearing me down.  Thank god I can at least type!  Usually I’m a big baby when I’m sick, but I really haven’t been sick in years.  Factor’s always got something, that disease factory, but me, I’ve skirted past his.. oh… 8 sicknesses in the past 6 months and I haven’t gotten sick.   I have kissed him when he’s ill and shared a glass and have never EVER gotten what he’s had.   But this must be what it feels like.  I’m almost confused about what’s going on in my body right now.  Let’s just hope there’s no honking.

Ok kids, I gotta try and force feed myself and then get all studied up on the company I’m heading to around 3:00!