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I Didn't Even Go to Wiscon!
Yet today I am horribly sick to my stomach, shivering, sniffling, and suffering the start of a sore throat.
Thank the various diminutive deities that my interview today was over the phone. I've set up two more interviews next week, and am waiting to hear from a couple of places, so I can feel pretty good about the job hunt this week.
No word meter because there have been no new words. I plan to spend tomorrow glued to my notebook to make up for it.
And now I think I'll take my stomach drugs, make a mug of tea, go climb under the covers, read, doze, and pet my cat.
Blerg.
Thank the various diminutive deities that my interview today was over the phone. I've set up two more interviews next week, and am waiting to hear from a couple of places, so I can feel pretty good about the job hunt this week.
No word meter because there have been no new words. I plan to spend tomorrow glued to my notebook to make up for it.
And now I think I'll take my stomach drugs, make a mug of tea, go climb under the covers, read, doze, and pet my cat.
Blerg.