And the meal finished with the remaining wine, french fries and entertaining conversation. I should have skipped the espresso martini though - the dreams I had last night were ridiculous. But I learned I dream in color, as there was a speeding bright red car. Among other bizarre things. It was a crazy weekend, with parties and clubs and out of town friends.
And pretty spring flowers. Lots of good drinks, and good food, and Magnolia Bakery cupcakes - people stand in line for these things. They were very good, and do deserve the fame, but I don't think I'd stand in line again for one. I also have to remember that when I'm already tired, I can't be swayed to go out with the girls. Its a bad scene for me to be tired and out at a noisy club. The job isn't living up to what I wanted it to be. I'm constantly confused as to whether I made the right choices. My paychecks make me sad, the lack of constant work makes me question whether this i the right job for me. I love this city. I love the energy, I love the friends I've made, and I can't imagine being anywhere else other than here. But, I'm bored. I feel guilty about it because I got what I wanted, a job in NYC. But, was it the right job? And what do I do now? I'm going to give this job a bit more time - well, I suppose that is contingent on them making the offer to go permanent, but I can't imagine them not. But I'm thinking in a short amount of time I'll be starting to search again - not the best way to go, but I hate being bored and not being challenged. And this is both of those right now. I didn't sign on to be a data entry person. I signed on to be an assistant. But the CEO just doesn't need all that much assisting.
And now I think I'll see if there is something sweet to eat around here and then curl up in bed. I'm hoping for no crazy dreams and a full night of sleep.
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Get your resume together and lets see if you're right for the openning we have in my office.
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