I had a pretty much perfect day, not as outstanding as yesterday (that one is for the books, I tell ya), but close. I took
Afterwards, I went to the bank (where I got a compliment on my dress), Red Light in the U-District (where I discovered that 3 out of 20 dresses make me look like a sack of potatoes, the other 17 merely making me look like cocoon-bound moth), Trader Joe's (where I got two compliments on my dress, one from a mom whose little girl's face lit up when I twirled my skirt for her), and Worthy Opponent's office (again, and I got a compliment on my dress), where I stopped to give him a ride home since the day was basically over.
While I was talking with Rachel, she asked if I'd got a call from Q***, a company I had applied to, what, on Tuesday? Surprise, they called me at home tonight, and I have an interview there tomorrow at 10. I'm not sure how I'm going to work out Sorry Charlies tonight and getting to Q*** without the car tomorrow, but I'm sure I'll figure something out, given that they are about three blocks away from Worthy Opponent's building.