uPdate

the mild whining in previous post, sent out signal to universe, for today, right this brand new second - a job offer landed in my inbox.

It looks like it would be interesting and pay is good - so shall apply myself like - then something on the oh-so-ubiquitous- in-our-house-Tv catches my eye and i go
uhmm...interesting...Timothy Hutton is coming back to the small screen and really, he won an Oscar??? for what?
must check wikipedia
trala la la
Oscar at 20 huh?
It really is all downhill from then right?
i mean, look at Michael Phelps - what the hell is he going to do that's going to top getting 8 gold medals...& refuse to get overly enthusiastic about performance for really I had handed heart and soul to Marion Jones only to find out it was roids that did it
anyhoo,

So the job offer - its for a huge retail chain of stores, whose HQ is here in city by the sea.
And involves event planing, organizing, presentations, so many fun things

la la la

What i would really really would give my chunky wedding jewelery for is to work for 'Wait, Wait...Don't tell me'
I am imagining a lot of research and maybe it would be kind of like putting together the inter school quiz competitions
& the best part - all those delish panelists, who knows I may even get P J o'Rouke (that satirical god) to be my FB friend