these are not my walls

Library books have been returned. Whopping huge fine has been paid. New chair has been purchased - I gave it to Alex for his birthday. You did all remember his birthday, riiiiiiiiiiiight?

Today we had our first oral practise. Snigger. It went reasonably well. I especially enjoyed how my submissions, which I experienced as "I have no idea what the fuck I'm talking about or how to answer that question so I'll just keep babbling", came across as uber-smooth. Seriously, I got compliments. Maybe people just had low expectations? :)

Now we get to revise and re-do. On Friday. And about 15 more times before Toronto. Yeah, I don't think we'll get sick of it or anything...

I got a part-time research job at the library and, while I have not yet done a lick of work on this job, I believe I can confidently say that it is the best job ever, for the following three reasons:

1) This is how the interview went:

Me: Hi, I'm Clare, I believe I have an appointment for 3?
Him: Hi, Clare. Well, just to let you know, we're offering you the job.

2) This morning I got an email telling me I could come in and pick up the paperwork, and letting me know that, due to union regulations that they just discovered apply to this job, they'll be giving me a $2.50/hour raise over what they told me they would pay me.

3) Approximately 99% of this research will be online, which means I can do it at home. Away from annoying people and fluorescent lights. In my underwear. :)

I think we can all agree that this is, indeed, and awesome job.