Well, it started off badly-I overslept, was still wicked sleepy when I got to the office. Then a kick-ass mood slipped into me-I’m still not sure why.
At lunchtime, I got hit across the face. It wasn’t intentional, though. See, I came out of Peachtree Center, and was bounding toward the sidewalk in my kick-ass mood and my tretorns. I was going to walk down to underground Atlanta and back. There are many people in town this week-there’s something huge going on at the GiftMart, I think. Anyway, I got into walking mode, and was passing the person in front of me when he started gesturing wildly. SMACK I’m giggling about it now though.
Then, I get back to the office and the bitch is there. I converse with her briefly, and continue to do my job, which is going well. We have a discussion with her, during which I control my temper, because I’m in a kick-ass mood, and I leave around 5.
I went to 6PM Mass, because I like going to church, and came home to a message from my department manager(as opposed to the bitch). He had an interview this afternoon, and discussed me with the person-and I needed to send my resume over. So I sent it, and she called not 10 minutes later. 
Very interested in my resume. I’m out of town for the next couple of weeks, but we’re going to get something set for after I come back, hopefully.
Now I’ve babbled about my day, and I feel grrrrrreat! So I’m going to cook some dinner. Hopefully tomorrow will be as fantastic as today ended up.
