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I'm Not Talking About It

I'm told I shouldn't bring it up for fear of a jinx, but I had a very good interview today.

Sixty some-odd minutes longer than yesterday's illegal yet brief grilling, today's pleasantly informative chat was for an exciting role with an established firm. It'd entail shaking up a competent but perhaps complacent staff and some business travel to Hong Kong, Taiwan, and Provincetown (via their Boston office).

I'm crossing my fingers, putting it in a giant pink bubble and letting it go.

For the first time in a year, I have shaved two days in a row and have been seen in public wearing a suit and tie (I know!).

You know what? I've sort of enjoyed it. The end of the world is nigh.