Back from the interview where the recruiter seemed really excited about placing me and seemed to think my prospects were really good. ::crosses fingers::
Of course, they nearly all say that, since it comes with the job, but still I can use a little ego-boo, and realistically, if I want to get some resume credits for .NET developing, getting a bottom-rung position at a bottom-rung company may be the way to go.
Since I was done by 9 AM, I wandered over to the nearby Borders, where a friendly staffer helped me find the very last copy of the
Pushing Daisies
box set in the store. He made sure that I knew that Alan Ball was also responsible for other wonderful shows, so I told him their names and reassured him I not only knew about them, I already owned them.
(One week and one day until the season premiere!!!1!)
Obviously, duct tape technology needs to be improved.
Obviously, duct tape technology needs to be improved.
Some conspiracy theorists have asserted that when the alien spacecraft crashed at Roswell, the US military managed to reverse-engineer alien duct tape technology. But since this is top-secret, only the most important military facilities have their ducts taped with alien duct tape.
He made sure that I knew that Alan Ball was also responsible for other wonderful shows, so I told him their names and reassured him I not only knew about them, I already owned them.
Alan Ball? Don't you mean Bryan Fuller? Or was the staffer wrong?
OK, you know what bugs me about the "Natter 61*" name? There are a number of programs that will put an asterisk next to a file name if the file has changes and has not been saved. Often you'll see this in a document tab in the program. So when I see Natter 61* in the Mozilla tab out of the corner of my eye, I get the weird feeling like I'm supposed to do save something....
Happy Birthday, Nilly!!!!!
Happy Birthday, Emmett!!!!!
I am so full of gronk today. I started sneezing a lot on Sunday night, and then woke up yesterday with a full-blown cold. This morning, it was stuffed-up nose and sneezing, now with added dry mouth (due to mouth breathing all night because of said stuffed-up nose). Grr.
I blame my mom, who is sick herself on the east coast and concluded her phone call with me on Sunday with the prescient phrase, "Now, don't you get sick, too!"
Good thing that's happening right now is that I'm actually getting started on Christmas presents! My niece's earrings are shipping today, my sister's cross-stitch piece is moving along nicely (should be done by mid-October at the latest), and then I can get started on Mom's cross-stitch piece. Dad will be getting a bottle of B&B, BIL will be getting a book I've already bought, and everyone else will get gift cards. I should have everything purchased and maybe even wrapped by Thanksgiving! This is huge, since just a few years ago, I had to ship all my gifts out overnight on 12/23, which is more typical of how I shop.
