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Since I mentioned that I was going to see my agency yesterday, I thought you might want an update. I woke up early and was doing well with time until I was trying to find my boots. I hunted high and low and couldn't find them. It turns out, apparently, that some idiot put them in the closet by the door which I would never think to look for them.

That problem solved, a new one arose when I realized that I needed to print a copy of my resume to bring with me. Since I don't have a printer of my own (that I can hook up to my computer anyway) and we can't figure out why I can't access my cousin's printer through the network we set up, he was able to get files I put in the shared folder. (The reverse still isn't true but we're working on it.) This wasn't working yesterday. So I tried e-mailing it. The first two or three tries didn't show up in his inbox until after I left. The next try finally worked, however. Yay! Right? Well, after all that, it must of fallen out of my pocket on the way to the bus because I didn't have it with me when I arrived there forcing me to e-mail it to her anyway...

The meeting itself went fine. She already had a possible lead in mind so hopefully I'll hear from them soon. Yay, money!

My adventure continued when I was heading back to my apartment. I couldn't find the bus stop. I walked up and down the street and the only signs I saw were "No Parking." I walked all the way back to the main street before I saw one. Then I realized I was on the wrong side... So, I found a crosswalk and, just when I found a bus stop on this side, the bus was just pulling away. I tried chasing it for a few minutes until I realized the futility of that. At this pint I was only about a quarter-mile from the apartment so I just walked. Total mileage on my new knee: 1.15 miles. Add this to the quarter-mile I walked to the bus stop that morning, factoring in the single digit temps, and I got some exercise which I suppose, ultimately, is a good thing...

In other job news, Monday, I received a call tell me the branch manager of the neighborhood library (in CT) I had applied to was trying to get ahold of me. I eventually got ahold of her yesterday. It turns out, surprise, I didn't get that reference job despite the fact I lived in that neighborhood and therefore know the library and it's patrons better than many of the other candidates. Just going by what it says on a resume is really lame and I'm tired of this practice. On the bright side, that was my one link to the past so now I can fully focus on the future and my new life here.


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