Just a dash into say that I've been dark since Thursday basically with project madness, and now I'm visiting my folks. The show is piled up higher than the first story of our house, and it's $#%ing cold. So in the odd case that someone is looking for me, i'm only keeping up with Atlantic Canadians until Monday.

Bwah!

I love snow!

DC is under 20 inches, and I just drove back through the still white out conditions on I95, where barely two lanes were open and a 30 mile trip took 75 minutes!

So I may be a little behind. I still have to clear a space for my car.

Damn, major snow emergencies are fun!

No, really. Feel the like the finale of Due South, searching for the outstretched hand and all that...

Well, we're back in D.C., but it wasn't easy.

Sunday morning we're at the con and run into some other folks from D.C. They tell us that all the airports in D.C. are closed, due to the snow. After much wrangling we confirm that our flight is indeed cancelled, and we rebook for 9 am Monday morning. After more wrangling(involving phone calls while at the Somerville brunch) we find crash space for the night. We get up early(having called a cab the night before), but discover via phone call that our flight has been cancelled. As the Boston forecast is calling for a lot of snow, we decide not to wait at the airport, and head for the train station instead. We get on an 8:40 Acela to Washington, which finally gets to D.C. around 6:15 pm.

Meanwhile, we've learned that the Metro is not running to aboveground stations...which includes National, where the car is parked. We also discover that there are not many cabs out, so we have retreated to my BF's cousin's house in Capitol Hill. Tomorrow we get to dig out the car and head home.

Too much adventure in my life.

Jobma in my direction will be much appreciated tomorrow - I'm interviewing for a position which I think I have a really good shot at, and I'm also sending in application materials for another position which I'm less likely to get but which would be something of a dream job. My luck I'll get neither or both. But both would be preferable.

I feel like one of those guys the next cubical over who keeps asking to borrow a pen every day, because he never has one of his own. (Always a guy, never a woman.)

I just e-mailed the place I hope to get hired by, asking for a time frame. I'm hoping of course, that rather than giving me a time frame they will say "you're the one".

Anyway asking for jobma vibes one more time on the same job as the other fifty times I've asked. Thanks for your understanding.

And jobma vibes from me to Brenda ~~~~~~~~~~~`.

My little brother, Jon (21), has to have surgery on Thursday. He has been getting cysts, and they want to remove something (cyst track maybe. Boy…I’m showing how well I listen, huh?) to make it so he won’t continue to get them. My mom is flying to Chicago tomorrow to be with him. This is when I hate being so far away. Vibes, thoughts and prayers sent Chicago-wards would be appreciated.

I'm going to be going dark for a few days - not only is work ramping up (again!), but The Husband is sick and in need of being looked after. If anyone absolutely needs to get in touch, the profile addy is good.

Flying to SoCal tomorrow morning. Gonna be completely dark 'til Tuesday, as long as I'm not kidnapped by the Order of Glitter.

Hi folks - still don't know if I have the job or not. But I will know on Friday. They told me they are making a final decision by Friday and will contact me then to let me know.

Thanks for all your good wishes so far. If you can just keep them up through Friday....

I admit it; I'm a vibe slut.

I'm going with shrift (or she's going with me). I'll also be AWOL until Tuesday.