I'm inquiring as to why I need to fill out the forms, because I thought I was just coming in to meet with a recruiter. I never agreed to work for them.

I was thinking of going more obviously auburn again, but I think that'll wait until after RWA National, because I don't think auburn will look as good with my gown.

That's not shallow, that's SENSIBLE.

But then, a hot bus will be just as miserable.

Fingers crossed for a bus with air conditioning.

And that version of Time After Time is one of the prettiest interpretations of it, I think.

I'm learning Eva Cassidy's version, which I like even more.

I always enjoy Strictly Ballroom, but it did make me feel old - this time I was ogling Fran's dad instead of Scott. (Ok, maybe it was in addition to the Scott ogling.)

Nothing wrong wit' dat. Fran's dad has got that whole swarthy thing going on. But Scott... that scene backstage when they're dancing to "Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps."

::goes off to happy place::

ahem

And anything Eva Cassidy just breaks my heart. Her version of "Fields of Gold" slays me and "Time is a Healer" leaves me a weepy mess. (Didn't stop me from using it on the songtrack for the next book, precisely because of the weep-factor. I'm so easy.)

I bet it's a temp agency.

I may have to cancel my appointment and forget to reschedule.

I bought two cds in Cork to play in the rental when I was in Ireland. One was Eva Cassidy and the other was a Pogues album. To this day, hearing any song on those albums takes me right to the Dingle peninsula.

I love that music has that much power.

Dingle peninsula

Is twelve.

I was gonna say temp agency, too!!

I swear to god, my stupid day just gets better and better. Stupid day.

Happy Birthday, Sarameg!!