A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away...
42 "job offer" emails by the time I got back from the interview today. Ten of them were legitimate. Three of them were in the Twin Cities area. One was in Madison, and looked damn cool, but I'm not ready to move to Madison anymore.
In a word, it went well. Comfortable, even. That really means nothing, but I feel good about the whole thing. The job won't start until mid-December, if it starts at all. And because an interview goes well doesn't mean I'll get an offer. So mote it be, yo.
The house is cold. I suspect the boiler isn't firing up again.