I'm up.

I have my job interview today. I hope they don't ask me weird things I don't know how to answer. I very much hope I get this job. I'd really like to leave my job before the Big Bead comes back. And before the christmas season.

The attempts at getting our heat to work by maintenance folks yesterday were apparently unsuccessful, as it's a brisk 60 degrees or so in here. I have my tea. It makes it difficult to get out from covers when it's like this. My friends in the building apparently have windows open and fans on. Strange.

We now have food in the house. I was so excited to eat soup yesterday!

Played a game of Cranium last night, which was a lot of fun. Team spacebug/star5 did not win, but I now know that I can recognize "Born in the USA" by humming, the word "molecule" by sketch, "gravity" via charades, and I can spell poinsettia. I cannot recognize corn on the cob in play-dough form, spelling backwards causes difficulty, and I hum a lousy Iron Maiden.

Anyway. Time to find my interview pants and some sensible shoes, and decide how my hair looks most "presentable" to an office setting. Oh, boy.

phew!

Okay, so that seemed really fast. But it also seemed really good. I think I answered everything okay (except maybe one). And I had very good questions for them, that I even remembered to ask. Yay! And they told me I'd have to meet the new electronic music professor, because they think we'd really get along. And they asked me when I left if I had salary requirements and nodded and said something like "...and you'd probably have to give 2 weeks notice, I assume." So... I think they liked me. I hope. I don't know when they'll notify me, one way or the other. I forgot to ask. Erg.