Job interviews, job interviews... Alas, it is a bittersweet, gut-wrenching, metabolism-shifting thing, which wreaks havoc on interviewer and interviewee alike. I have to leave in 45 minutes for one today. I'm mainly going to strengthen my instable interviewee confidence; I don't feel competent enough for such a job, and I was actually jaw-dropping flabbergasted when I received notice that I had been granted an interview.

Monday I have another interview which I feel much more equipped for. (Maybe I relate better to those with dementia than those with substance abuse) (I wonder what that says about me)

Anyway, signing off, for the alternative of personality analyzing torture.

And I'm sorry for the terribly typical blog post; I'll most likely delete it later.