I have to come up with a title?

So, I didn't write any blogs for a while, but I don't like it when my blogs are nothing but whining and worrying. I knew that was what it would be, since I was feeling so down and eating so many Tums.
Now I can start again. My job was threatened, but I managed to prove myself and get moved over to a different department of sorts. I could talk about that long ordeal and make cruel jokes about it, but it will just sound bitter. Rather, what I will say is that I realized that I am incredible at interviews. It's a gift. I have yet to have an interview and not get the job. I've been trying to figure out how I can get a job where all I do is answer interview questions. It would be kind of an anti-reporter. I seem to have narrowed it down to celebrity, politician or public relations professional.
So the day after I was offered the job, I was also named President of my local Toastmaster club. (On a side note, our club name is "Talk of the Town." I think that name is just terrific.) It doesn't mean too much, but I'll take it. I think this means I better get more consistent in giving speeches. I might use this as a venue to try out ideas for speeches. This of course requires both of you to give a little imput.
I should have clever things to write, and I kind of do, but I'm just editing myself today. That's dull. I wonder why I am doing that. I prefer it when I just try to say the most outrageous thing I can think of. Guess I will have to work on that. Eh, I just need more sleep...