Nervously waiting on a job-callback. If they decide not to go with me, it's not the end of the world...but I was a really good fit, and think I might do well there. Answers are good.

Waiting on my copy of An Artificial Night, as my local bookstore is "Out with a capital O; we have more on order, no worries!"

And having words with one of my two cats, who is "helping" me type this (Feline Keyboard Sprawl; what can a poor two-leg do?); she sends you purrs.

AngelVixen :-)