Also, I'm having some fun arguing with someone in blog comments who seems to think that, if he puts an argument in the form of a "mathematical proof," then everybody will just nod and say, "Oh, yes, numbers, so he must be right," when in fact, his argument makes no sense whatsoever.
I'm not going to pretend I haven't done this to Jilli. She makes a squinchy face. It's fun. Of course I also give her sips of gin-based cocktails for the same reason.
One of the people I interviewed with is having lunch with me to go over her impressions and what may have sunk me, what the good stuff was, etc.
If someone you are interviewed with is willing to go have a meal with you and go over your interview, that's a good thing, Allyson. But I am sorry you didn't get the jobs. Their loss. I mean, feel lousy because licking your wounds is a totally valid thing to do. But you do rock and we can remind you if you forget.
I did get a pedi today. A lot of today sucked and I am happier with deep dark shimmer blue toes topped with epic amounts of sparkles. I call it All of Time and Space. I have a Tardis on my toes.
Beloved local NYC news anchor. He has a cameo in the Avengers, which I posted about... He wrote back!
Oooh!
And Canadian!
So I went out drinking with one of my friends from work tonight. And I agreed to go on a boozy weekend for the May Long weekend with people all a decade younger than me. What am I doing?
Eeee! Maybe now I can stop by his new house when I'm down there next weekend?
And Canadian!
Yes! America's Favorite Newsmen are all Canadian, or maybe that's just me?
Of course I also give her sips of gin-based cocktails for the same reason.
Because it wins you arguments, or because she makes a squinchy face?
!!!! !!!!1
You've tweeted with Roger Clarke, though, too right? Cause he will tweet back and have a whole convo.
Ooh, I don't know that I have tweeted with Roger Clarke! I am seriously considering devoting my twitter to getting (semi) famous people to tweet me.
Oh wait, I think he wrote me back once. Good times.
I saw a commercial for the new Subway BBQ Smokehouse Chicken sandwich and then I walked to Subway to buy a BBQ Smokehouse Chicken sandwich.
I am the worst.
or the BEST from an advertising perspective.
Because it wins you arguments, or because she makes a squinchy face?
A little bit of both, honestly.
But mostly the squinchy. The argument is a gift-with-purchase.
