Biting the bullet

Today I applied for a part-time copy-editing job at a women's magazine. Dow Jones editing internships may get you far in the business world, but maybe they won't care about the AP stylebook so much as my knowledge (or lack thereof) of lipstick and Thighmasters.

Soon, I'll be off to the dentist to squeeze the last remaining drops of insurance money out of DJ. And the dentist will squeeze a few vials of novicane into *me*. Fun, fun!