MAN, I'VE BEEN A SLACKASS LATELY:

. . .a slackass about everything, mind you. I spent the weekend watching movies, with an interruption to move a friend in the rain. Last night, I had a date with a nice young gentleman, then went home and couldn't sleep till 5 am. I woke up with enough time to throw some clothes on, and race to work, where we were doing some "yearly cleaning," scrubbing down all the shit that we don't have time to do on a weekly basis. (I promise, it's nothing food related, but more like touch-up painting and things like that. I assure you, the kitchen is spotlessly scrubbed nightly.)

After work, I took mom to physical therapy, ran some errands, and then napped.

And STILL NO WORD FROM MY INTERVIEW!

I'm calling tomorrow. I need to know if I'm at least still in the running.