annie, i wish it was winter too. i hate summer, but not as much as i hate new year's. summer is a holiday, right? well, it's my second least favorite. i don't like sweating. i don't like sitting far away from people because it's too hot. i don't like having to move. i don't like having to work while other people play around. and i do NOT like skinny dipping.

no offense to people who enjoy these things.

i do like snow, ice, sweaters, cold puppies, red faces, mittens, boots, coats, a milleventy layers of clothing, christmas, birthdays (mine, my mom, my dad, my grandma, annie, the obornys, who else am i missing?), hot drinks, wearing socks ALL the time and a partridge in a pear tree.

sorry to be bitter about summer. i'm super tired and i HATE cleaning my house and i have soooo many bruises and i don't want to say goodbye to jason and julie and kyle (no offense to jason and gabe but i'll see you in two months). hrrrumph.

i got my first chicago job rejection yesterday. i submitted a resume and a cover letter and then had to take a personality test, which i seemingly failed. the only reason this pissed me off was that i was trying to be honest. i probably could have lied my ass off and gotten the job as i was qualified for it. you can't reapply for six months but i have half a mind to register a new email, apply, lie on the the personality test and then, if i get offered the job, tell them to fuck off. but i won't. pharmaceutical sales is probably not the way for me to go anyway. that's what happens when you start to become desperate for a job (is it too early to be desperate? i have more than two months...hmmmm).