zomg

I am woefully behind on comments, but I am just-past-pleasantly full of enchiladas, brownies, and ice cream, and I have an interview in the city in less than nine hours, meaning I'm getting up in less than seven. After that interview, I will see N's new place, have lunch with him, and go to another interview. Following that, I will call the boy and we will have dinner. I will do my best to lay out my feelings on the situation, and I will catch the train home, probably not arriving back here until 7:30 or 8:30. Or later.

Eep.

If y'all want to cross fingers or think jobby thoughts at 8am and 1pm PST, that would be much appreciated.