Why haven't I ever watched the news at 4 am before? As a professional researcher, I am disgusted with myself for not starting my day EACH day with this hot cup of tea. Dan hosts the Early Today show.
Apparently, not sleeping has benefits. I wake up at 4 am without fail. And then, rather than watching an infomercial, or reruns of the quaint Andy Griffith Show - I can fill up on news. Only I have problems paying attention to the news when he smiles. And according to all my digging, not only does he like guys - but because he skis he has a rock hard ass.
That's the kind of news I like to hear.
On other fronts, I am hunting furiously for a job. To me, 1 month feels like years, although it has only been 20 business days. I have sent out more resumes and coverletters than a college senior. On the flip side, I have had time to catch up with The View, Regis & Kelly, and have my daily Ann Curry fix.
It has also given me time to refold all of my clothing into little squares, so that now I can see all of my t-shirts as soon as I open the t-shirt drawer. It works well with socks too, as well as my always stylish underwear.
What? You thought it stopped with the ties, jackets, and cufflinks? And frankly I'm shocked that you never wondered about what kind of underwear I do wear. Or if I wore them at all. Adoring fans wonder those sorts of things, espcially because genetics blessed me with a striking visage.
So, overall, I've been wondering, do libraries not like to hire young, hot people? Is this something that plagues other professions as well? I mean I can't remember the last time I went to the garage to have my oil changed and I didn't see at least one person that I wouldn't mind touching inappropriately. And I know I'm not the only one who thinks that way. Even at the grocery. Hotties in produce and in the bakery. But then I think "yeah, but they work at a grocery store."
Aren't I awful? I guess I require men to be like job environment. Challenging, rewarding, non-dirty (as in cleaned regularly), salaried, and fun. When I think of that, it is a wonder I apply for anything, or that anyone applies for me.
I have also learned that people do really look at you during interviews. Look good. Dress smartly. Have clean fingernails, and polish your shoes. Chanel once said "Dress well for the sake of those of us who have to look at you." I feel that is so true, even though she dated a Nazi during the War. Oh well. Not everyone can be perfect like me.
And I've also realized that I hate being at home this much. My cats adore having me around all the time. I like to be busy. But I can only sort and fold so many things before I start to crack. And with Botox, that is tough.
Moral of this blog: Marry me Dan.