So, I spent most of yesterday convinced I was going to die unemployed and unloved and that I was going to be doomed to a life of eating catfood. Because I get melodramatic like that.
Now I have four job interviews booked for the next two business days.
Anyway. I have become suddenly very grateful for having MT instead of blogger now. For example, today I was going through the log file for my entries (just out of curiosity, because I am really.really.bored and heaven's forfend I do something useful with my time), and it turns out there are a *lot* of spam sites wanting to leave comments on my blog entries. And MT keeps blocking them with one of its plugins. Yay MT!
And I discovered that the highest score for finding my blog is no longer "cornacopia", but "wife wanted". I think someone must be disappointed.
I've done a lot of things in Scotland over the past few weeks, but I want to finish writing everything up about France first. But, I hit Holyrood, Kelso, did the Ghost Tour that I already wrote about, and last night was a Pub Crawl with the local University Gaming Group. It was fun, but in a way kinda disturbing: gamers come in archetypes. Which I kinda already knew, but was disturbed to have confirmed.
But oh, I am looking forward to Sunday, which is when I'll see them all again. Yay!
Next week is Cardiff, and I'm trying to imagine a world where I'd be in Edmonton and travelling this much. I somehow don't see that happening.