I'm sitting
here yes, in that World Trade Center building with a giant set of windows in front of me.
My interview was strage. The first half felt good. The second half contradicted the first. I don't know what to think but i can't stress any more than i've been stressing. I've been stressing a lot. It'll change my life if i get the job.
This week i've been doing
a long commute round trip every day. i need an oil change.
I went to karate last night. It was wonderful and i found several things to correct in my form. Before class i got to spar with the black belt prep class. I kicked one poor kid in the face. (remember, when i say kid here, i mean senior in high school, same height as me). He bounced the kick from chest level to face level. Oops. He's fine, he's a good kid.
My
longboard is in Nashua, status: OUT FOR DELIVERY as of 5:43am. yea, i'm excited.
love