I'm awfully tired of the words 'ball valve'. Luckily, I started a brand new job search today. The beginnings of job searches are fun. You're hopeful, there's a ton of options out there, and you get to update your resume.
Three weeks down the line, when you're stil listening to 'ball valve', they are decidedly less fun.
In the meantime, I'll search, and try to figure out what is wrong with my jaw. The left hinge hurts a lot, and it hurts even more when I tilt my head to the right. The following diagnoses have been offered:
- Heart Attack (my friend Lizzie, who apparently does not realize that my slight hypochondria combined with the awesome search powers of google, will take this idea and run with it)
- Hypochondria (my mother)
- Tooth infection (my mother...her solution: floss)
- Contagious jaw disease ("I don't know, but your sister has the exact same thing.") (my father)
- Forgetting that I accidentally kicked myself in the face earlier today (my cousin/co-worker...the kicking being the cause of the pain, not the forgetting)
- TMJ (my uncle. and Lizzie). This apparently stands for Temporomandibular Joint Disorder (thanks, google). I would have sworn the 'J' was for Jaw.
I am Jack's throbbing jaw hinge.
In other news, I now know my new address in NYC, so if you're the sort of person who needs my address, let me know!
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