Interview day number one, and I've been up riding the buzz of anxiety since about 6am. While I know I shouldn't be terribly nervous--because a) I can bullshit with the best of 'em and b) I know my stuff)--I am anyway. In theory the nervousness heightens my performance, but in reality I think it just gives me gas.
Outfit picked out -- check!
Lesson plan planned -- check!
Standard answers run over in my head -- check!
The only thing that remains undone is my eyebrow plucking. I don't know how my tweezers always know when I'm in desperate need of them and automatically run and hide, but they do. And they do it well. I'll have to go to the store and get some new ones in a bit or I know I won't get the job. No one with eyebrows this bushy deserves a good job.
In other news, I got in on a VERY lucrative freelance gig, and I'm trying to figure out how to best work my schedule. I have a feeling that blogging is going to remain slow for a while. Just feel secure in the fact that I'm ditching you all for money. Whoring myself for the almighty dollar, if you will. That's understandable, yes?
I've been doing a LOT of reading. I tend to leave the TV off all day and work instead. When I'm not working I generally opt for a book or go out and play frisbee with the pond fish (they're almost as good as dogs).
I finally finished The Human Stain, and it was breathtaking. I picked it up last year and petered out for whatever reason, but I picked it back up and love love loved it. Now I'm solidly into Blood Meridian. I'm not a huge western fan--and this is not a typical western--so I'm moving along steadily if not in a wildly enthusiastic manner. I think the Dante and T.S. Eliot references will be enough to carry me through. We'll see. I'm still hanging in there for the dead baby tree (just read the book).
For my newest reviews of The New Yorkers and 501 Minutes to Christ, check out the latest issue of Estella's Revenge which went online a few days ago.