Interviews went well, I think, though I'm on the fence about whether or not I'm going to get this job. I bring some of the required skills in abundance. Some of the required skills I have little or no experience in. I know for a fact that they're preparing to interview four other candidates for the position, and so we move on. Big eastside job has been silent, but the agency says the hiring manager there is out of town today. I shall relinquish all thought of it until next week.
Doctor Who fans, especially those who have mourned Eccelston's departure (like myself) will laugh a blue streak at this
YouTube video from DeadRingers. Oh. My. God.
And in the most uncomfortable e-mail I've received in a while, I got some pictures from the last concert that included me. I look chubby, rumpled, unkempt, and pretty unpresentable. I'm embarrassed to have actually been seen looking like that. There's no help for tomorrow night but now I'm freaked out about what I'm wearing, how I'll look, all of it. Maybe I should find a different top to wear? Different pants? Maybe I should shave my head. ::sigh:: On to tech rehearsal.