Well I phoned today – after putting it off all morning and then most of the afternoon, resulting in a lovely stress headache - only to get a message saying, “This phone is not taking incoming calls.” (I rang a second time just to make sure I dialled the right number – same message). Seriously if there had been voice mail I would have left a message. Now I may have done something even more embarrassing by sending off a resume and cover letter. I was going to send a photo, just to prove how different I look, but it was taking forever to attach on Seek. It may be for the best. I wonder if they’ll even get it. Oh it does matter. I’ve already fucked up another opportunity.
Sleeping In My Car
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It feels like all my Melbourne men are treating me like a leaper at the
moment. Where’s the love? Re, attention? It’s not like they’re all married.
And I’...
13 years ago
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