This and that, hither and yon...
Jizzy Chrizzy, the Great Hunt for Squeenie's Next Job (2009) has begun. I have faxed off my CV to about a million places, have an interview tomorrow at 8am (seriously? At what point did I think that was a good idea?), and hopefully another next week. Also have a couple more whatsits in the fire. Awesomesauce. However, WHY ARE ALL MY TIGHTS NAVY? WHY? I HAVE NO NAVY CLOTHES. So, this evening's epic quest will be finding either (a) black tights or (b) (preferred) plain tights. Ave atque vale...