...orange Gatorade tastes bad

I got a letter from the Civil Service Exam people. I've been accepted to take the test for Keyboard Specialist. Sounds special doesn't it? It's a 2-3 hour exam, depending on how slow the test taker is. There's a multiple choice exam, and a typing test--obviously. They demand at least 35 wpm, and 96% accuracy. I can handle the 35 words part, but the accuracy may be an issue. If they cover the keyboard, I may be screwed. I'm used to my little laptop... I know I'm just worried, and I'm mostly sure it'll be fine but there's just some pressure on me not to fuck up. It's getting close to Christmas and no one likes to be broke on Jesus' birthday.

Just now as I write this I'm stumbling more and more with my typos. 96% is pretty crazy. I hope I don't screw up.

By the way, I watched Bones last night. It's that new show about a bitchy forensic anthropologist that spends too much time in a sterile lab and not enough with real people (alive people, that is.) Damn, thats what I want to be doing! She's rather cold, but you can't really judge a show by the pilot. And hell, David Boreanaz is always fine to look at. He makes a decent FBI agent. House was on after. I missed it when it first started last season, but I caught most of the reruns. Very funny and it has Robert Sean Leonard whose acting I've loved since Dead Poet's Society and Swing Kids. I've been giving the new shows a chance. Prison Break isn't too bad. There's some "believability issues," and it was hard to watch him get his toes cut off with hedge trimmers-- but the premise is good enough.

Here, a picture of Wentworth Miller from Prison Break-- I'm a member of TWoP, and he's, um, a favorite of most of the women posting: