It totally sounds like Arthur had a fabulous life, Norah.

I'm doing ok. I'm starting to think that maybe I'll run by the hospital on Friday to fill out the paperwork. I think it may be a bit much for today. I'm working for five hours today, so that's gonna be a stretch. Fortunately, most of that time is on the floor with the kids, which in some ways is easier. Chores time is crazy, but the rest of the time we pretty much just hang out and watch tv or chat or whatever.

Thanks, Fay! I think he did.

Thanks for letting me eulogize him a little bit, here. It was really the only place I could think to do so. (sorry, Hec.)

Nora, I'm so sorry about your Arthur.

vw, no leftovers. Actually there were plenty of leftovers, but we seldom bring them home.

Lilty, you know, I almost think you should write that. He'd certainly remember you, and if he has half a sense of humor, you never know but it might make him consider you for further positions.

billytea, I tried googling a few keywords from that puzzle. A few times, I came up with hits that somehow or another involved The Tempest. But there's a problem--I've never read it, so I don't know if there's anything to it.

See here: [link] Scroll down to #13.

Where's the puzzle from? Maybe more information would make something in it ring a bell.

I'm sorry, Connie. I think the universe need to lay off you guys now. If only I had a lick of influence with the universe.

Sorry about the kitty, Nora. It's always hard.

Lilty, that's a great letter. It's probably worthwhile to thank them for their consideration and occasionally remind them that you exist.

Lilty, you know, I almost think you should write that. He'd certainly remember you, and if he has half a sense of humor, you never know but it might make him consider you for further positions.

And this is the key to a fruitful job search, IMHO.

I knew I was forgetting something- Connie, WTF? That is so incredibly sucky that I lack the words to express how sucky it is indeed.

Where's the puzzle from? Maybe more information would make something in it ring a bell.

It's from one of the people who got back to me. I've googled it already, and I'm pretty sure it's something she made up herself. But if I work out what it means, then I get a date! (At the moment I feel like I'll get one anyway, but this way is more fun.)

Seem to be agreeing to go on second date with boy. Um. This evening. Er. Right. Am suffering attack of selfconsciousness about the whole being crap at kissing/making out/blahblahblahblah fifteen year old insecurity cakes

bangs head on desk.

Right. Fine. Okay. I can do this.

Seem to be agreeing to go on second date with boy. Um. This evening. Er. Right. Am suffering attack of selfconsciousness about the whole being crap at kissing/making out/blahblahblahblah fifteen year old insecurity cakes

Fay! Embrace your inner redhead! Or let him do it!