Hi Ya Hildy!

"And that my friends, is my farewell to the newspaper game. I'm gonna be a woman, not a news-getting machine. I'm gonna have babies and take care of them. Give 'em cod liver oil and watch their teeth grow...So long you wage-slaves...When you're crawling up fire escapes and getting kicked out of front doors, and eating Christmas dinners in one-armed joints, don't forget your pal, Hildy Johnson!..And when the road beyond unfolds..."

Thursday, November 11, 2004

eagle has soared

i know, i know, i'm late with this news. but thankfully, that crooning racist eagle has soared his ass out of the white house!! woo hoo. bet he thought his job was safe. but then he realized that Bush is a huntin' man who will aim his rifle right between your eyes, no matter how protected an endangered species you may be.

i finished up the two-day outplacement seminar. it was aight. *think positive thoughts, Hildy*
a little depressing, but it offered some good info--except when the trainer suggested i catalogue ALL, EVERY SINGLE ONE, of my clips and leave a binder with all potential employers. errr, umm, no. unless i'm hell bent on not getting a job.



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