okay, okay, i threatened my aunt barb about not posting and then i didn't post. what do you want from me??!

anyway, here i am. no real news. i should have my final job interview with apple in the next couple days. it was supposed to be this past friday but it had to be rescheduled. so, i'm hoping it's tomorrow. i'll keep you all updated on my news...but sadly, as of right now, i don't really have any news.

"just one more reason i'm not having kids"

so, i'm talking to my sister on the phone on saturday and i hear my nephew crying in the background. becky says he has a stomach ache, and we keep talking for a few minutes. all of a sudden, i hear, "BBBAAAAAARRRRRFFFFF" in the background and a split scond later becky says, "ah!, i gotta go!" and then hangs up on me. i like to pretend that he was just playing. the thought of vomit makes me want to...vomit. i'm a sympathy puker, what do you want from me.

should i ever have kids, and should they get to the point of projectile vomit, i will personally purchase a plane ticket for tammy, daryl, or becky to fly out and handle the situation. (i would include adam, but lets face it, he's more of a wuss than i am!) :o) take that.

until next time america,
k