I Hate Amy Grant

I can't believe it's November already. Where has the time gone? Soon it will be 2008! That number doesn't even seem real. I think I rocked my interview yesterday. I was very confident and not at all nervous. I got along well with both Assistant Managers. Kathi (the one who got me the interview) said she could hear us laughing the whole time. She mentioned that none of the other interviews had any laughing, and the laughing was a good thing because the managers like to laugh. So now, I sit here and wait some more.

UGH. Patience is a virtue, patience is a virtue.

November makes me remember..................

It feels like you are dead. I don't even know you anymore.


Our oldest cat Addy is still gone. I don't think she is ever coming back.

I really hope I get the job at NADART. It felt perfect when I walked in there. I need something useful to do with my time before I go crazy. I was in the bookstore the other day and noticed that Amy Grant stole my effing book title. "Mosaic". GRR. Stupid Amy Grant and her sugary 90's pop hits. I bet you she doesn't even know what the word means. She probably had a ghostwriter for the book. And I bet it's boring. No offense Amy, but "Every heartbeat BELONGS TO YOU". Gross. I liked it when I was like 12. Now, um, NO.

PS- I seriously doubt you did anything all while churning out cookie-cutter pop hits that is of any interest to me. People don't want to read about your boring-ass life. I will have my breakfast with a side of BITTER please. (haha..Toni, still my favorite line ever). Now I am going to have "Baby, baby, I'm taken with the notion...to love you with the sweetest of devotion" stuck in my head all day. OH SOMEONE...shoot me.

Why the crap do I keep waking up at 6am when I have nothing to wake up for?!





Wow, super AWESOME! I want her striped outfit man! I'm sure this polka-dotted musical genius has some wild tales of debauchery in her book! Her giant blue button-down shirt and handful of daisies scream that she has lived hardship and come out the other side to tell about it. Does anyone else notice that she bears a stricking resemblance to Violet Beauregarde after she blows up like a blueberry when she outstretches her arms like that?




This will most likely be THE WORST BOOK EVER. And because she stole my book title, I officially hate Amy Grant.