me

name: julieanna
alias[es]: julie, jules, stretch, gazelle, elkie, tall girl, boss, string bean, mabel (or was it myrtle?..), jolly green giant
starsign: stereotypical sagittarius
birthday: november 29th.





here's all you need to know:
6' tall.
beer snob.
workaholic.
reforming insomniac.
oh, and my legs are longer than yours.

my favorites

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my inspiration
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in a nutshell:
the good...
... and the bad
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webshots
myspace = addiction

shameless plugs:
dp226 (jim)
ayyyy dios mio! (bradley)
the easily amused (james)
tell me a story... (noelle)

requisite viewing =p :
istanbul
particle man

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Friday, March 13, 2009

so it turns out the world isn't so scary when you're unemployed.
it's relaxing. and refreshing. and invigorating. it's almost serene how you've no bounds to anyone or anything, if only for a few days.

it helps when you have an outpouring of support from former employees and coworkers, regulars, and others in the business that it's complete bubcus that you've "move on to another opportunity."
it also helps when you get several job offers two days after leaving your last position.
both are quite the confidence booster.

so to everyone that's helped me with motication, self esteem and ego boosts, and words of wisdom. it looks like i'm going to land on my feet once again.

jules was lost in thought at 10:58 AM

Comments:
Good to hear, because landing on your face does no one any good. Trust me on this one.

Seriously, though, we'll miss seeing you at the bar...probably won't really go anymore. If you're ever in the Glastonbury area, give a ring, we'll eat stromboli and listen to The Eurythmics.
 
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