Rap My Knuckles!

so the last few months have been a little roller coastery (living in america means being able to create your own words, conversate). i mean one moment i was jogging along, dreaming of the new york marathon and the next i was being told i needed surgery that would keep me out of work for almost two months - and during year end, preparing for the auditors time, too??? granted it came with a great visit from my awesome cook fabulous caretaker mom but did it have to hurt so much? and i went from that to work challenges that have me now working the interview circuit. yeah, i think i totally rock but somehow i have to find the right buzz words to convince you of the same. maybe next interview i'll just hand over a link to this blog and say - well that's me, right there. strengths, weaknesses, love songs, you are almost dead to me songs. the whole shebang. take me, leave me but please don't think i can sit through two hours of interviews at 8:30 in the morning. my blog will make it patently clear that i am so not a morning person. and i have discovered that i am not very good at filtering the truth in the early hours of the a.m.

but i digress. it is not yet time for me to spearhead the change the working hours movement to something more civilised. i mean seriously, if one is not to have a cocktail before noon, how is one to do anything else of any importance before then?

again, my thoughts wandered. what i wanted to say is that i have been neglecting me. i wasn't running (first because i could barely walk but then because something like angst was slowing me down). and then i really was avoiding the blog - oh i didn't want to sound angry, sometimes i didn't want to sound sad and other days i was all - well who wants to hear about what made me laugh today. then i did what any interviewer should do - i looked back at my little rambling missive to those who stumble upon it and realised that i am all of those things on the regular. one thing i know i am not is a bland opinionless (yeah, made that up too; i'm on a roll) so-and-so who rationally discusses issues that require no opinion (is that possible?) and you know i need to practice what i preach. i need to let it on out. i need to be good to pandave. because i am sure that they are all kinds of words of wisdom about living life, but i tell you this, keeping it all in is yuck. pom poms!!! rah rah!!!!