It is 3:26 according to the clock on my computer right now.  Ok, so?  So, I went on an interview for this new job that I really want a week ago tomorrow.  The guy that interviewed me said that they would make their decision Tuesday, probably after 3 about who is and who isn't hired.
    They will call either way and let you know.  That is so sweet, I have never had that happen before.  Anyway, so it is after 3 and I am dying to know whether or not I made it.  The anticipation is impossible.
    I am trying to keep myself busy.  But every time I turn around I am looking at the clock and checking  my phone to make sure I didn't miss the call, even though it is sitting right next to me.
    I hate this part of anything.  When you have to just sit there and wait for an answer.  I don't like to wait.  I am terribly impatient.  We are all lucky I made it this far without pulling my hair out yet.  I want to know.
    But then do I?  Did I get hired?  Then yes I would absolutely want to know.  If I didn't, well I don't want to know so much about that.  But then I don't know, which makes it all the worse.
    I am really hoping that as I am writing this I will hear Cobra Starship belt out my favorite dance song and see a strange phone number appear on my screen, so that I can answer it and finally stop being so anxious.
    It hasn't happened yet.  And as I am sitting here I am thinking about so many other things too.  That is what happens when I get all worked up about something.  I think too fast.
    Should I change my song on my myspace page?  Maybe that new Panic at the Disco song?  What is that even called?  How are my brickfish entries going?  How close to last am I?  And did Steve ever tell anyone else to vote for me like I told him to?  Did he even vote yet?  What is for dinner?.....
    I can't even type as fast as I think or else that would have been longer.
    So I figured out the hardest part of waiting or something is just that.  Cross your fingers I get this job.......