It is amazing. It is probably one of the best shows of the late 90's/early 2000's. So good. So dramatical. So heart-wrenching. Katie Holmes in her glory--before the psycho husband and alien baby, before the bad forehead hair, before the weird lumpy butt jeans, before the bad times. Also, who doesn't love watching Michelle Williams in that perma-no-teeth-smile, always seeming to be on the verge of tearing up, raging with a ecstasy addiction (in like two episodes). My one issue is that I never ever ever wanted Pacey and Joey to get together. It actually hurts my heart that Dawson and Joey never ended up together. There's just something about Dawson that I love. Can't explain it. Not the real actor, just Dawson. Maybe it's that he has a creek. I likes me a man with a little property. Hmmmmm.
Well, I am now calling San Diego home. It's a little crazy. I interviewed for some Marketing jobs, and learned the hard way through the "second interview" that "entry level marketing" means going door to door to businesses and trying to get them to buy promotional cruises, stays at golf resorts, or ice cream coupons. Oh. My. God. This is what I did with my day yesterday. And, I was wearing new heels--they were very small--but heels, none-the-less. My feet are killing me. What a terrible waste of a day. Well, like two days, if you count the fact that I'm incapacitated today.
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