Hivemind question: I've gone on ten interviews. Most of them are still somewhere in their decision process. Do I need to call them all and let them know I'm out of the running? Does it make a difference if it's a job I really want vs. one I just interviewed for because I need to work to buy catfood?

My feeling is, so many employers don't even bother to contact you if they go with someone else, even after interviews, that I say fuck 'em. OTOH, I would actually call or send a note to the ones you really liked and may encounter the company/people in the future.

I say that if you liked the place, send them a quick email saying that you really appreciated the opportunity to interview, but you've accepted another position. Thanks for the memories, blah blah blah.

The other day I got spam with the subject line "Relive adolescence (the sex part)." Is it just me, or do other people have the response, "Dear god, NOOOOO!"

Right there with you Emily.

See, for a little while I was thinking, "Well they're probably trying to target men," but that doesn't make sense either. I've never heard any men say, "Ah, adolescence. The golden years of sex." Isn't that universally the time of hormones running away with the carriage while the feeble brain yanks desperately and uselessly at the reins?

Er, or was that just me? (Mind you, my main memories of adolescence have to do with being shoved into lockers, but I remember a lot of awkwardness as well.)

lisah, I think so. Broken bush one? Purple chair?

The ants, oddly, came in through the bedroom sliding glass door. 3 floors up. Still not sure how that happened or what drew them.

"Ah, adolescence. The golden years of sex."

Isn't it the time of perpetually available erections?

Isn't it the time of perpetually available erections?

Which isn't exactly a selling point. Except to a select population.

Isn't it the time of perpetually available erections?

Also, premature ejaculations. Which I get a lot of spam promising to reduce, so, um, not sure where I was going with that.

Poking head (what do you mean, there's probably a discussion going on, probably even more than one?) to report that I've been kidnapped by the heaps of exercises I have to check and grade before the semester ends. They're evil, they're not even willing to ask for any sort of ransom, let alone negotiate on it. I've been allowed computer access only now, at the middle of the night, and only because I had to post a message for my students regarding (wait for it) said exercises.

So I'm supposed to report that I'm well and that they treat me nicely. But don't believe a word I type. Those exercises are looking behind my shoulders even now. They've been waiting for me to grade them for so long, I wouldn't wonder if they already developed intelligence enough to read, even in English (hmm, do you think that their inability to write is what prevents them from writing ransom notes?).