buses and weather and beer

If I don't get this landscaping job, I'm going to be rather put out. They say they need to do interviews for it, but if you ask me, anybody willing to hike all the way down to Campus Environment & Operations (which is on the diagonally-opposite corner of campus from everything else I've ever needed to get to) should be able to put that forth as proof they want the job, interview be damned. (The way down there is crawling with bus stops, but the buses were all running in the other direction on the way down, and on the way back, it always looked like there were no buses anywhere, and then three of them passed me while I was hiking between bus stops. I don't know why I bother even thinking about taking buses; something always fails to work out the way it should...)

Regardless, it's a gorgeous day out. It's actually WARM, as opposed to toying with the idea of being warm when the wind isn't blowing, and as soon as I get done writing, I'm taking the laptop and a couple of books outside and finish writing my presentation for Monday. I would have finished it last night, but I've decided that 24 continuous hours per week of not doing anything academic at all is an important thing, and Thursday is a convenient day for that.

I bought some good beer, which I'm saving for after the presentation is over. Maybe I should drink some beforehand; my French gets less inhibited when I'm buzzed. I won't say it gets better, but at least I stop caring whether it's really any good or not.

I just love this weather! Pardon me while I go out and revel in it.