First of all, I just wanted to say THANK YOU for all your kind words, wishes and prayers regarding that thing I can't talk about. That really means a lot to me and I know for a fact it helps.
Actually, I really would like to talk about it, but I'm terrified it would jinx me and screw everything up.
But suppose I didn't use actual words to describe what I did, but instead made up words that kind of rhymed with them? Would that be violating my karmic code?
I think not.
So, here's what I did on Monday...
I first met with the director of cumin tree horses and she asked me a bazillion questions relating to my blob wallifications. I had to answer such questions as, "How do you handle messfull situations?" and "Why do you want to smirk here?"
Then I was taken to another building where I met with the VP of High Tea and one of his logic fanagers. We spent over an hour discussing logic fanagement and how my 10 years as a logic fanager make me such a perfect pandidate for this blob.
I then gave them glowing sweaters of specklemendation from previous snow-lurkers and thanked them for their time.
All in all it felt like my splinterviews went very well and I stand a very good chance of sanding this yosition. However, I was just 1 of 8 pandidates and they're not going to announce which 3 will be returning for a 2nd round of splinterviews until the end of next week - so I'll definitely need MORE of your good wishes and prayers to get me through that.
Funny, it's been 13 years since I've had to do this, and all I can think of is that it feels like I'm on some reality TV show contest and I'm trying not to get voted off. But hopefully in mid August, when they finally make their wiring incision, Donald Trump will come through the door, point his finger at me and yell... "YOU'RE WIRED!"