Second, you know those interviews you have with people where you go, "OMG like HOW did that person ever get in the door?" Well, I did a phone screen (I'm being trained to do them, should be ready to fly solo next time) and it was TOTALLY not that interview. Nope. This was the, "Was that one really good or was it just me?" interview. Really nice.
Third, this is day two where I didn't have the sack of bricks hit me in the afternoon. I made it through the day, nice and alert, and I was on time to boot.
Over lunch today I went with my lovely female compatriot to the plaza where they have the farmers' market on Thursdays and picked up a lamb pie for dinner as well as a variety of yummy looking fruits and vegetables that were just too well priced to pass up (tomatoes, apples, bell peppers, carrots, just piles of things, not sure what I'll do with them yet). Then I got weak at the Algerian sweets booth and picked up two yummy items with names I couldn't pronounce.
I'm feeling pretty good about stuff, but I am a bit aggravated that I forgot to pick my book up from the nightstand and am thrown on the tender mercies of a copy of the Herald I picked up on the Tube today. On the other hand, it's a good day when this is the most I have to complain about. Off home for some lamb pie and a round of Puerto Rico!