today is interview number three.  i've never had a third interview before.  i wonder if this is like the critical third date in which you either have sex and continue the relationship or admit that it's not going to work out right after you have the guy pay the dinner bill.  only time will tell.

in the next few weeks, i'm going to be meeting so many internet friends.  i'll probably hang out with janice next week, and then when i'm in l.a., i'm going to meet dax and jessica and andrew.  i've never met anyone off the internet before without the goal of procreation somewhere in the back of my mind.  what an odd month i shall have.

i'm so nervous.  i just downed my breakfast red bull and now i'm shaking like a seizure victim.  i hope that doesn't ruin my chances, all the trembling and stuttering and the foaming at the mouth.  i really want this job.  manager of a bank.  who would have thought that the girl who recently lost close to three hundred dollars at her current place of work would be considered to oversee... a lot more than three hundred.

wish me luck.  don't forget to write.