My dinner was two chocolate bars, a roll of sweet tarts, and a package of cheese peanut butter crackers. On a plane, because I always eat terrible on planes. Though not usually quite that bad.

I care so much about the lives of police officers that I want for them the kind of trust and support and therefore increased safety from the communities in which they work that can only come from genuine accountability for wrong-doing.

That is also great!

My dinner was guacamole and pita chips and a spoonful of chocolate peanut butter at 10pm.

Scrappy, I feel you. I think I'm being pushed out of my job. And job searching is awkward when my home internet isn't working.

Oh no, Aurelia! After my dentist appointment today, I went hunting for interview clothes at Burlington Coat Factory, and had an L.A. moment. There was a guy in his 50s with a list, walking purposefully around the ladies section and pulling things. I sized him up as not actually being the sort to wear them, so I went over and said "Are you a costumer?" He said he was and I put on the black with blue and green flecked jacket I had and said "This with a white shirt and black pants for job interviews?" He gave me a long measuring look and said "Yes.... but with a blue shirt."

I brought home the jacket and blue shirt.

Yikes to both Scrappy and Aurelia.

My application to Stanford was approved, so now I need to enroll in a required course for a Professional Certification. I haven't enrolled at a university since we used, like, telnet to do it.

I had an urge to rampage through the threads à la msbelle, but I only got through two before I ran out of steam and gave up. I feel like there's a lesson there. Or a metaphor. Or something.

I'm usually pretty good about sleeping through the night once I fall asleep, but tonight when ND got home I woke wide awake. Dammit.

Go shrift--get yer Ivy League on!

Scrappy, it's always nice to get professional validation.

Flea, I'm glad the interview went kinda well.

Connie, your new neighborhood sounds great!

Yay, Shrift!

Yay, Connie!

Best wishes with the job hunting, Scrappy! See as you're awesome I'm sure you'll find something good.

I seemed to have missed the Flea news.

There are so many things that bother me about this election, it seems pointless to mention one, but man it bugs me. Why do people think being a businessperson makes you an expert on economic policy? Sure they might have some insight on what will help business in a particular sector, but poor people might have insight on what will help poor people, teachers might have insight on what will help education, and so on.

Bothers me especially because Trump supporters point to business success as a reason to support Trump when the man is clearly an idiot.

Maybe it's just frustration that the coverage makes Hillary and Trump equals when Hillary is an experienced, intelligent, mainstream candidate and Trump is basically a joke. If the candidate was Romney again or something, then that would be fine, he was a perfectly good candidate. But... c'mon.

Someone on this conference call just groaned out loud. Luckily I'm on mute; I laughed.