I am not a fan of the gaping chasm.

JZ, I do have a dresser I need to get rid of. It's not very big, but Emmett doesn't have very big clothes. It's a bit crap (and only cost about $25), so I certainly won't be insulted if you don't want it, but you guys would be welcome to it, since otherwise it may just go out to the street.

In other news: interview over. I was a big stumbling-over-words moron, and my cat attacked and had to be shut in the bathroom in the middle of it, but it is over. They'll let me know. Le sigh.

One slip on the foot and...well, there's probably a reason they don't have the competitions over a pit.

Dude. THat would make the Olympics WAY more interesting!!

A drunk student made the jump, but then fall backwards down the elevator shaft and was killed.

Oooooh. That would make me feel very bad if I was one who didn't fall.

I knew a kid in college who tried to jump between two buildings and killed himself. He was very drunk at the time (and I think really misjudged the distance).

I had no idea that jumping over yawning gaps was such a thing! Who knew?

I'm looking at my 4' X 6' rug, thinking I would probably not try to jump more than about four feet, really. Just in case.

I hate phone interviews. Are there people who are actually good at them?? Good luck, Emily.

Maybe it was supposed to be, but you foiled it. Muahahahahahah!

Heh.

I am still trying to dry my shoes out, and am not looking forward to wearing them for an interview I have to do with our CEO (me interviewing her) that I'm already not looking forward to. Argh!

I had no idea that jumping over yawning gaps was such a thing! Who knew?

Morpheus!

I just feel like I was very, "Um, uh, well, let's see, uh," and didn't have good answers, and all. Dammit. Oh well. At least that's my important thing for the day done. Now to think about packing. Eyuck.

Ugh, emily--I hear ya. I'm worried I'll be like that on Wednesday--it's my first interview in almost four years, so I really wish it would be at a company I DON"T want ot work for, jsut to get the nerves out. Ah well.

meara! Thanks again for the wacky-fun Buffy sing along (J would be pleased) ticket procurement. I really enjoyed spending time with the three of you...plus...you and J can sing!

Much luck with the interview. If you want to practice...just the get the nerves out, give me a call.

In falling news, a dorm mate at university fell off a four story building while massively drunk. Bounced, according to witnesses, and lay asleep on the ground until the folks who thought he might be dead tried to carry him way. Not a scratch.

Alternately, during a spate of 'pennying' (making a door almost impossible to open by jamming a penny between the door and the frame) another dorm mate jumped into a dumpster, broke her arm and got some weird rash.

When it was me, I just went all Hulk!smash and yanked the door off the hinges. Had a tough time explaining that to the repair crew...

What city, meara?