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Wowies. I flew back from SFO Tuesday morning. Really early Tuesday morning. Really early. I think I got up around 4:15, although my alarm was set for 4. I went out with Ed on my last night in the city, and I got back to the hotel around 1, packed, and got in bed around 2. Not nearly enough sleep. That, and I reeked of scotch and tequila on the flight back, which explains why the guy sitting next to me didn't speak after the first five words.

The interviews went much better than I thought they did. I enjoyed all of the interviews except possibly the last one, with the ceo. He came into the interview room with my resume in hand, and said,"I'll tell you right off, I don't like generalists." Then he commented that my resume was contradictory, and didn't give me an opportunity to address either charge. Fun! I thought I had blown it until yesterday, when I heard that they're formulating an offer package, so I'm in a good mood. I could definitely handle a move right about now. If I'm going to leave Seattle, it'll be easiest in the autumn, when the weather is ecch.

We surplused out some equipment at work this week, and I picked up a Thinkpad 600 for $25 and a Dell pIII/550 for $75 for Kat. I'm in a great mood, despite the fact that I've been nailed by the flu since the interview. It seems to have rounded the bend as of this morning, so it's probably not anthrax. Then again, I could start suppurating any time now, and might just be dead by the time you read this!

Poppy has been stepping up her aggression campaign against the other cats. Peko has had enough of this, and has responded by grabbing her by the throat (not the scruff) and dragging her around the apartment. When I hear this pathetic little mewling whine, I no longer need to look to see what's going on. Go Peko!

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