My to do (or rather, my not to do, list is pretty fucked.

On a neatly penned list authored by my friend and co-written by my other friend entitled "How Khanh should behave during her interview and things she shouldn't do beforehand" is a clearly scribed note stating,"No smoking before going in. She can wait until after, and then, she can have as many cigarettes as she wants."

I've smoked half the pack this evening out of shear nerves. I'll go to that interview with a sultry lounge act voice that will seduce her into giving me that job. I will walk out and finish the rest of that pack.

I'm pretty pathetic. My friends remind me of this in not so subtle ways.