So I've gotten tired of talking about it.

That's the main reason I haven't written about the job interview and stuff. And I don't want to cross my bridges, because if I am anything it is a bridge-crosser. I am sitting here today doing nada. I should just finish the darned Cornell cover letter.

Jessica did buy me a petit-four. That was nice. At Brotchen. Put an umlaut over the O. We had Thai for lunch and I was still hungry.

OK, everyone who's sick of me and my stupid journally writing, raise your hand! *can't type with both in the air*