2004-03-16 - 4:11 p.m.
sleep that doesn't feel like sleep is so unsatisfying. though i didn't leave my bed til noon, i felt merely on the verge of sleep the whole time. we had the noisiest snowfall this morning, and trash day, and it kept me tossing.
can i get a do-over? why is the world just full of no-backsies? it doesn't even call no-backsies. fuckin' cheater.
in other news, scratchy throat. instead of waiting for the fall as three of my friends did this weekend, i'm being pro-active and resting and sipping tea to prevent this major annoying cold that led to several folks bailing on me this weekend. i have dinner plans tomorrow w/ my mom, and i want mac n' cheese. hence, i rest.
in other news, cover letters. i feel like a creep writing these things, like an overeager desperado courting someone mega hard (apparently "mega" was the word back in the 80's in my hometown; i'm bringing that back too in honor of those that came before). delighted, perfect, ideal, you know you want me - i feel like i'm coming on too strong, but i know that's the point. the fact that is that, for a lot of these jobs, i AM delighted to hear about them, and i AM perfect for them. and, well, sometimes i guess i do come on too strong. hope it works in the realm.
