Thanks, y'all.

Do you do follow-up on submissions?

I've done a couple, but most of the positions I've applied to have a big, "We'll only contact those who've made the cut. Don't bug us." note on the bottom of the job posting. So it seems like follow-ups into the Big Silence would just tell folks I can't read a job posting.

Sorry about the cramps, Nora. I'm expecting Aunt Flow any minute myself. Which is at least partially responsible for my emotional downs today, I expect.

t packs up a heating pad and chocolate to send to Nora

Someone remind me that I should be productively paying bills while the boy is napping. NOT watching a mediocre version of Lorna Doone on the Biography channel.

"We'll only contact those who've made the cut. Don't bug us." note on the bottom of the job posting.

Pppfffftttt to those people. They miss out on the go-getters, says I. Keep your chin up, Calli. There's a perfect job out there for you. And you'll find it.

Each graduate only gets five! Now, that will make sure that my whole family can get in, but none of my friends. I'm gonna have to try to get more tickets when the time comes.

I don't know how your school works, vw, but I had the same issue for my graduation. I had no problem getting a couple of extra tickets.

(ETFTypo)

Great. I leave the area, and then all the cool stuff starts happening. Stoopid buffalo.

I SWEAR I heard a traffic report a couple of weeks before the Great Buffalo Escapade of Ought 5 that mentioned a buffalo on the road up in Greenspring. Same vicinity as the later buffalo. But then there was nothing in the paper about it or anything.

The yellow tape is still up on the corner...first time I ever saw it in real life.

My brother and I were coming out of a movie here a couple of years ago and the street we parked our car on was cordoned off. Evidently somebody had been killed there while we were in the theatre. We had to wait a couple of hours (and the movie hadn't let out until after 11) while the police did their investigation. And then there was nothing about THAT in the paper or anything either. So weird. I suppose the guy was in the Dead by Murder this Year stats they run in the Sun (although they may not have started that until the following year) but that was it. poof.

Helicopters over my neighborhood is an every day kind of thing. Granted a lot of times it's the TV ones or the medical transport. Actually the cop ones just started flying here again in the last couple of years after being grounded for a while following a bad accident.

Dag....I've gloomed myself up but good.

Ok...I don't know if this is the case every year, but commencement is on a FRIDAY this year...at 10am. That's just weird.

Must stop looking at graduation info. Must work on paper.

I SWEAR I heard a traffic report a couple of weeks before the Great Buffalo Escapade of Ought 5 that mentioned a buffalo on the road up in Greenspring. Same vicinity as the later buffalo.

Maybe you were in an eddy in the time-space continuum? And you actually heard the traffic report for a couple weeks into the future? Or, our Evil Overlords (tm) were doing a test run of the buffalo thing.

I live on the main flight path of LifeFlight to the hospital, which is three blocks away. Anymore we just go "Isn't he awfully low?" or "They're in a hurry" or "Must be a bad one if they're taking off and heading out already." Sometimes they come over in the wee hours of the morning; we just wake up halfway, mutter "Hope he makes it" and go back to sleep.

Maybe you were in an eddy in the time-space continuum? And you actually heard the traffic report for a couple weeks into the future? Or, our Evil Overlords (tm) were doing a test run of the buffalo thing.

I REALLY think so! Nobody else heard it! (but not many of my friends commute like I do...bastards).

Raquel, to de-gloom myself, I'm thinking of your baby (with his cunning little chin!) cocking one eyebrow. THE CUTEST!

I never could do the raise one eyebrow thing. Actually I lost a contact lens in h.s. trying to do it. I was holding the one eyebrow down while trying to lift the other and my finger slipped. I poked myself in the eye causing my contact lens to pop out. It landed under my seat and, while pushing my chair back so I could try to find it, I crushed it.

I'm not the most graceful of girls. To say the least.

We're in the landing path for two airports. The smaller, closer one lands mostly private one or two engine props. The kids grew up learning to say, "get it up!" from all the sounds-too-low craft passing overhead. Also, it's weird to be watching teevee and have landing lights come fingering through the blinds on the half-glass door at night, like in Close Encounters.

Raquel! So glad to see you posting again! Missed you.

Cramp ease-ma to Nora.

I may grab a short nap before DH leaves for work. Not enough sleeeeep...