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Cute kittens, wonderful staging, and gorgeous light! Some of my favorite photos.

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Yep. You can ask me anything you want! Ask me three (3) questions, any subject, no matter how strange, inappropriate, etc., and I'll try answering them as best I can.

Once you're done, go and do it in your journal, too!

Ganked from ~Kagura-Satoam's Journal.

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Yeah, you heard right. I was bored, and I Googled myself. Aaaand! I found out that one of the teas I developed on Adagio Teas has been reviewed by the Adagio TeaV guy. Know what? He liked it. Yay! Zack is a tea guru disguised as a nerdy-looking, goofy guy. Most of the time, I would say that he's spot on in his evaluations.

FUN FACT: Anyone that knows me is aware that I am absolutely in love with, and addicted to tea in most of its forms (not with the mushrooms in it!). A friend of mine made me a little pouch that holds 4 teabags, so that I can take it with me to places that don't have tea.

Anyway, if you're bored, and you want to watch the review for my tea, Citrusaurus Rex, here you go: [link]

The "other news" I promised is that my boyfriend asked me to marry him. I said yes, of course. ~utqtbry is maid of honor. Yay! I am now what he calls a "level 2 significant other". Just in case you're wondering, he's a dork too.

Oh. And the Dizzy Pickles should be just about ready to eat.

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Yeah, the telephone interview didn't go so well. Right now, I'm about ready to puke. The entire thing made me nervous, nauseated, and insulted. I was accused of compromising my professional ethics, and I now realize that I'm completely unqualified for the job. So. Now what? I'm supposed to get my inevitable rejection phone call/email/whathaveyou by the end of the week. At least I don't have to wait long for the guillotine to drop.

I felt like I was getting grilled by the Gestapo. There were three guys, but only one of them was talking. The other two were just this heavy presence in the background, lurking and waiting to take notes on what I did wrong. Ugh.

But, at least this knot in my stomach will let go by Friday. It's maddening.

Le Sigh. Back to the drawing board.

A

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I have a job interview? Seriously?

Yes. After two whole years of being either unemployed, or employed with a job I hate, I've got a job interview. Not just any old interview. It is with the SMITHSONIAN. They called me this afternoon, while I was having lunch, and mispronounced my name (I can forgive the guy, though, he's not used to French names). But the interview is set for next Tuesday, at about 8:30 in the AM.

But basically, the attitude I have about this is:

WHAT THE HELL? FIRST INTERVIEW = SMITHSONIAN?
I can hang with that. But this begs the question...if the Smithsonian thinks I might be good enough, then how come all of these other piddly little places turned their noses up at me?

It kinda makes me want to (if I get the job) see if any of the other places calls me back...then I can say, "Oh, I'm sorry, I've already accepted a position at the Smithsonian...buh-bye." Hope I'm not being snotty about this, but it's tough not to be excited when I've got my very first interview!

Not that it isn't nerve wracking. I'm so nervous that I know I won't get any sleep Monday night.

Wish me luck!

A

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Yes, you read that right. I decided at...10:30pm that since I promised my boyfriend that I would make him Polish pickles (and since he'll be back tomorrow) that I should get off my lazy ass and actually make the darned things. Hm. Maybe I should have done it OUTSIDE.

You know how on cleaning products, they have those warnings that say something to the effect of "Do not use in a non-ventilated area"? Well, you see, there is no ventilation in my kitchen other than that little fan in the vent hood on the stove. Since everyone is born knowing that those things never work as well as they should, then it seems obvious that dealing with harsh chemicals in my kitchen could be...well...harsh.

Aaaand, since vinegar is basically acetic acid, and I have to BOIL it with SALT, and it VAPORIZES...I don't think my eyes will be the same, and I'm sure I have chemical burns inside my nose. I had to run water over my eyes in the middle of the cooking process, and wear a wet dishtowel over my nose and mouth. I felt like an alchemist!

Add to that the fact that all of the fumes made me dizzy as all hell, and you get DIZZY PICKLES. Not to mention that now the apartment smells like vinegar. Ugh. I hope my boyfriend loves me. Because I caused myself bodily harm so that he could have a taste of home.

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