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Well, I didn't get the job. Generic voicemail said thanks but no thanks. Didn't really think I had a shot at it, but thought I might make the first cut. Oh well. In some ways it's a bit of a relief: the new job would have meant I'd have to actually work. Now, there's even less reason to do so. 'Scuse me while I go kick some hearts ass on yahoo games!

Today is Presidents Day (or is that President's Day? Or Presidents' Day? Dunno) which means that, instead of being at work on this dreary, rainy Monday morn I'm home in my bathrobe recovering from a night of cardplaying and boozing that lasted into the early hours. I'm sure the President would approve.

In other news, I'm in the running for a job -- same organization, more money, better title. Had a great interview on Wednesday with an HR woman who seemed to be suitably impressed. 14 internal candidates, 325 external applications: the numbers don't look too good. Tomorrow I find out whether I made the first cut. It's all very exciting.