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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Well the hiring manager (also a "J" as in Jennifer) just asked me to lunch on Tuesday at one of my favorite Palo Alto restaurants and also wants to give me an office tour. Should be fun!
That's quite awesome for you! It's great to hear that even in this crappy job environment there are still employers excited to get the best people.
ION I just learned that my brother and a fan-friend work at the same company. Woops.
Police were canvassing my building asking about one of my neighbors; a neighbor who I think I only saw when he was moving out 2 weeks ago. No idea why.
That's quite awesome for you! It's great to hear that even in this crappy job environment there are still employers excited to get the best people.
And I don't for a minute take it for granted, believe you me. I know how ridiculously lucky I am. Being unemployed for 3 straight years in the early 2000s did a number on me. But I've said it before and I'll say it again: Regulatory Affairs/Operations is ALWAYS hiring. Seriously. It's the only reason I felt confident in trying out consulting - I *knew* I could go back to FT anytime I wanted.
That's a wonderful situation to finally be in. (Man, no matter how I word that, it sounds all 'bless your heart' and that is sincerely not how I mean it. I am glad, with all that went south on your last job, that your enjoying a plethora of options where you can take care of you.)
There was a sponge in my toilet tonight. I'm not sure where Pumpkin got it. I thought the bathroom-sponge was in a drawer. Which was partially open and it is no longer there. But really???? This cat, I swear.
I would laugh forever if a fan friend worked near my sister. I would encourage them to deluge her with...links. Nothing troublesome, just ticklish. And stories. And stuffs. I'm not sure if I would lose the friend or the sister first.
Thank you, Sara.
Now go find that sponge!
It was in the toilet!! I just can't figure out how she opened the drawer and found her next victim. Or why a sponge.
I'm pretty sure the classic answer applies: Because it was there.
...and she's a cat.
Every night this week Noah has gone to bed and then gotten out and come to me to talk about something. Usually he starts with "Mommy, I'm having difficulty getting comfortable."
Really? Who is this child?
Um.... Heh.