I just got a friend request from a guy I went to the state science fair with when I was in 9th grade, back in the Cretaceous Period. He was older and studiously ignored me. I would never have imagined he would have remembered my existence.

I thought for a second Ginger's 9th grade guy friend had the answer to the anal stimulation.

TMI As someone who has a lot of digestive issues, I cannot imagine enjoying someone being anywhere there.

They got me.

1. American (Standard) 2. Canadian 3. US Black Vernacular / Ebonics

US, Canada, and 12 years of inner city public school pretty much covers my linguistic history.

The made me out to be:

1. Canadian
2. Standard American
3. Singaporean

And listed my probable native languages as:

1. English
2. Dutch
3. Norwegian

Interesting.

They didn't get me, but close enough for hand grenades: England, Scotland, Wales. I am surprised American Standard didn't show up anywhere, though. But I suspect that's more my accent than my grammar. So many of the grammar questions looked right or incontrovertibly who speaks like that and gets understood wrong.

I'm also curious about what the questions with the picture choices reveal beyond comprehension.

And I got my first "nope, not you" email from the Space Telescope people. It's preferable to tossing applications into the void, but still disappointing.

I got American, Ebonics, Singaporean. I was a bit puzzled on a few of the last questions, where it was asking "is this grammatical" or whatever--some of the sentences I thought were proper grammar, but that I probably wouldn't say. Others were probably NOT "proper", but I would totally say. So I ended up marking both of them...

Got my first round 1 interview. For a job that's supposed to be in Phoenix, but they'd let me work out of...just around the corner from former employer. So it'll be a phone screen next Tuesday.

At the Phoenix office, they let you work from home 1 day a week standard. The LA location is short on space, so I'll sacrifice what I need if it works out.

If I get it, it will be interesting--one of my krav friends/students (the first one I kicked in the nuts as a disciplinary action) works in IT there too. He's also the only krav person I purposely saw since I stopped training, although we were combative all the time. He went to school down the street from me in London (at our affiliated boys school, to be accurate) and then we turned out to both start studying krav here around the same time and living within 10 minutes of each other.

But...no expectations, just calm and preparation.

As. Calli, sorry. If it is any consolation, they keep resumes in the pool for while.

Just work up (yup, still napping a bit*) to a storm of the sort that makes roofs and basements leak.

I should go check both.

* it's probably good I started having frustration dreams just before I woke up. That's usually indicative that I've had enough sleep, as opposed to the no dreams I had during all my sleeps yesterday. Though where the keep-losing-the-puppy theme came from, I have no idea.

And now THAT was the largest crack of thunder I've ever heard in this house. I feel like I should go out and check the trees.