My beautiful (single) friend (if you’re a single dude looking to meet a hot, fabulous chick – send me your deets, I’ll hook you up with her) sent me this picture from SomeECards this weekend…and I about died laughing. How bloody true is this??!?!?!? It harkens back to what I’m always saying…finding that sparkly someone who gets you (and loves you anyway) is like finding a magical unicorn. The lovely Britney from Glee (played by the divinely talented Heather Morris) describes a unicorn as “somebody who knows they’re magical and isn’t afraid to show it” – that makes me beyond happy:
I have students (who are Gleeks, obviously) who refer to me as a unicorn – I don’t think I’m particularly magical, but good Christ am I sparkly, and I certainly live out loud, with little regard to what people are thinking…so perhaps that counts for something. The thing I like is that I have set an example (of sorts) for my students about being who you are and owning it. I hope that’s how they are taking it…and not just giggling at what a jackass I can be. Either way…I’ll take it. There are some people out there who just seem to “get” me – not that many, sadly, but…it certainly makes me appreciate those who do all the more. You know who you are
Now….on to the topic of the day – LUCK! I have often said that it’s a good thing I have bad luck, or I’d have no luck at all – never was this more true than today. I have been dying DYING for a break with my job situation for over a year now (as you longtime readers will know, due to my incessant whining), and finally one appeared to be coming my way. I had an email from someone asking me to apply for a position that would be my DREAM job – I was almost in tears, I was SO EXCITED!! They had come TO ME!! Woooohoooooo!!!!!!! I started looking into it…and then the anvil from the cartoon fell from the sky and landed on my head, crushing me and my hopes and dreams into a mushy pile under my desk: the job was 3 hours away. Too far to commute…and I can’t move at this time. Son of a bitch, was I heartbroken. Still am. If I had any possible way of making this work, believe you me I would, but…I guess it’s not meant to be at this time, and I’m sure that in a day or two, I’ll get over it and be okay with it, but not tonight….not even close. I’m gutted. Soooo close, but yet, so far. Poop.
Anyway – in the spirit of sharing luck (maybe some will bounce back and come my way) – here’s Frank Sinatra’s Luck Be a Lady for you – hope you’re having the happiest of days…love you!