a series of unfortunate events

OK, so I snuck (after a fashion) out to an interview with another temp agency in lieu of lunch. Unfortunately I was starving before I even left for the interview, which was downtown, and I was in Brigham Circle. So I probably did worse on all the silly tests than I could have if I hadn't been hungry.

Anyway, I got the interview done with and came back to work and picked up the mail, and stuck my head in the kitchen. And there were leftover potato chips. Guess what I inhaled in about two minutes, between phone calls, by way of lunch? (Shame on me.)

So now I'm running around trying to catch up with the screenful of email I got while I was out.

HUNGRY, dammit! And tired, because I didn't get off the computer and go to bed at a reasonable hour last night. And if I don't have something else of better nutritional value before I get home, I'm going to crash hard, and be grumpy all night.

The weather today has all the appeal of the bottom of a cast iron frying pan. It's about as heavy, too. And it's windy as all hell downtown, and it's cold wind.

But now at least I have a third temp agency in case the other two don't come up with anything next week.