Note that a good cover letter shows off your verbal skills and selling ability, too.

HAH! If I wanted to sell something, I'd've gone into sales! t runs to corner, weeps

Now everyone's crying!

On the heels of a fast and productive meeting this morning I actually sat down and finished two tasks with lots of dependencies. And then my boss came by to ask status on stuff, and I could reel it off without having to check my notes or anything. Then the guy one cube over heard me mention one technology he works on, so he came over to (productively) stick his nose in...

I can go home now, right? I mean, I mailed out meeting minutes. That's huge, right there.

Hey, look! The red paperclip guy wrote a book! Which Allyson's is more popular than. That's kinda cool, all round.

This photo scavenger hunt is kinda kicking my ass.

And, dammit, one of the krav students wants a private session with me, and I don't know how much to charge. I guess I need to find the price of a really good instructor and downgrade myself accordingly.

And my mother and sister come into town in less than a week and my apartment's a mess and I'll so need decent groceries or I'll get upbraided.

hands meara some of the tissues I have that aren't already soggy

Huh, has anyone seen the top 10 Life Guard Rescues on You Tube? They're talking about in on NPR right now.

No crying, you'll get me started.

Okay, I swear. I'll stop obsessing now.

It's ok. My BIL's first book came out a couple of weeks ago and he's been obsessing over his Amazon ranking. I met his co-author last night and one of the first things Doug mentioned was the latest Amazon ranking. Geez. Authors.

In an effort to find out how astronomically low the rankings can get, I checked a book that I contributed to that was published in 1997. Hey, I'm number 4,069,079!!

I was telling a friend of mine about WtVPPLtL today and she wants to read it. She knows nothing of Joss Whedon except that I liked his shows, but she's a sociologist and finds the overall theme of finding online community fascinating. Reading the book really brought back memories of my early Internet experiences. I've been essentially cyberhomeless since AOL shut down my place a decade ago. But I keep looking.

This photo scavenger hunt is kinda kicking my ass.

Don't let it do that! Beat it into submission! Murderize it with your pinky.

Or drop it, if you aren't having fun.

Or drop it, if you aren't having fun.

I can't. I mean, I have the tiebreaker all done, but that doesn't count unless I tie with someone for, like, the win.

My not-boss just told me I could go home. I don't think it counts, but it feels good.

I hope they don't expect me to do this much work every day.

I've photographed one thing for the scavenger hunt. Because it was lying right there. But I knew I wouldn't have time during the week, anyway. The rest I'm gonna try to get tomorrow. I've nothing else vying for my time this weekend.

Don't cry, people!!!!