sarameg - Pain Paranoia is so much worse than actual pain. I'm sorry. Also, great idea.
Allyson - what can I say, but AAAHHHHHH. I'd go ballistic if someone would have post online private information of me (such as PO Box, phone #, pictures) without my permission.
Yay shrift for Google!
In other news: dear day, please go easy with me.
Edit: also, a wondering email about "why the hell did I send you all of the files again this year if you're rejecting me this year based on the test results I got last year" was sent to the cadet program I was trying to get into. I just wanna get an an answer to why was I wasting my time, and much more important, good will. It doesn't grow on trees, dammit.
Yipes Allyson, this must feel so surreal.
I just wish I was home, curled up next to my nephew and his million and one MUST HAVE bedtime toys, and listening to him snorfle in his sleep.
Whoah. I'm kinda dizzy with the catchup read. Can't quite separate it all out, but my thoughts go out to Drew and his family. It's good that your father made it back to his home.
Congratulations on the Google in-person interviews, shrift. Mine turned out surprisingly technical, but I think you're better set up for that kind of fastball.
Allyson, good that your family got the redaction.
Skipping in order to post that, according to the Buffista Calendar, today is juliana's birthday.
Happy birthday, juliana! With lots of wishes for a great day and a wonderful year!
Happy Birthday, juliana!
I just got caught up on yesterdays posts. I learned all kinds of things about communion wafers that I didn't know I didn't know. (I don't think I'd ever seen one before, and the pictures in the link to the website selling them didn't look anything at all like what I'd been picturing in my head.)
