Ugh sorry, Nora.

On a sort of related note, I saw an advertisement for a job at the same university where my dream job that I didn't get was located. I called the guy I knew, said "Hi, this is [real name] from [place of work], we spoke a few months ago" He immediately said "yes! I remember you" we chatted about the new job, he said "I don't remember your resume as well, but from personality, you'd be great" So, I'm going to apply. Not exactly what I want to do, but decently close. And, gets me back into the law school arena.

oh Nora - that sucks ass. I am glad they did the right thing with severance. But still. Sucks. Ass.

In totally unrelated news, I just got two new cookbooks and I'm dying to cook, but I want to cook in large numbers.

Who wants to visit so I can cook?

One. Track. Mind.

I beg your pardon! My brain has at least four tracks, possibly five.

Aw Geez, {{Nora & Tom}}

Lemme know if you'd like me to poke around on my Co.'s jobsite (seriously, HUGE multinational, we must have sites near you guys). And meanwhile, huge job-ma for Tom.

Heh, originally typed as "poka" around. My brain...she is always in the dance ...And now that the last vestiges of this friggin' cough seem to FINALLY be on the way out, come Wednesday night, my body will at last be in the dance again as well. Seriously, no Irish, no Swing, no Bellydance, no Ballroom for over two weeks...I'd be twitching if the cough hadn't left me so exhausted.

And, to tie into convo from a couple of days back, I defy anyone who thinks that being fat means your ass is permanently attached to a couch to read that list (and add in gym memberships) and come talk to me... grumble, grumble fat AND healthy, thankyewverymuch...

Oh, and Timelies, My Lovelies.

Sure, Epic- his title is Senior Software Engineer and his most recent work has been primarily Java and C++ related. He's looking in the Boston/Cambridge area.

Also, I am jealous of all your dancing shenanigans. Must... let... that... motivate... me!

2/3 of a breakfast burrito (it was huge)

Oooh, decently-close-to-ideal-job-ma, Vortex.

Who wants to visit so I can cook?

Oh, Oh, me! Me!

:: checks vacation time. checks bank balance. ::

Sigh. I still want to though.

Who wants to visit so I can cook?

Me! Me!

Too bad I'm on the other side of the country and am trying to conserve my vacation time...maybe you could visit me and cook? Seattle is wonderful in August.

Who wants to visit so I can cook?

Mememememe!

Nora, I'm so sorry about Tom's job. Fingers crossed he finds something soon that's better than what he left.

his title is Senior Software Engineer and his most recent work has been primarily Java and C++ related. He's looking in the Boston/Cambridge area.

I'll see what there is to see.

Also, I am jealous of all your dancing shenanigans. Must... let... that... motivate... me!

I would be pleased and proud to serve as a motivating source...or force. Whichever. When I did martial arts I always tried to take part in demos, hoping that if anyone in the audience was feeling like they couldn't try stuff "in this shape" or "until I lose some weight" that they would see me up there and go, "Well if SHE can do it, I can." (Plus I like to center of attention, but that's neither here nor there *g*).