it’s sunday, that must mean memory lane in the jodiverse. yes, here i am again stuck in the past. i am writing up a resume. it’s making me anxious. for the first time in ages, i am applying for a job that i want. i want with every breath i take and every thought i think. i want this job. it’s for the same company i work for now, it’s just a different position in a different department. i am giddy and excited just thinking about this job. i want it that badly. but in the mean time, i am writing this resume and i am digging through the old clip file from my reporter days. i look back and read this stuff and i think, “man, that girl. . . she’s not such a bad writer. young, but lots of potential.” it makes me smile.