Destructive Tendencies

Amazingly, the interview went well. So well, that there are really no extraordinary stories to tell about it. I didn't embarrass myself, I didn't insult the company or the interviewer, and I acted confident, rather then nervous. However, before getting my hopes up about getting the job, I have to remind myself that they are looking for someone with experience, and preferably someone with a masters in architecture. Clearly, one could see that my resume shows no architectural experience, yet the interviewer kept asking about it, as if I was keeping it a secret. "Okay. You've got me. I AM working in a design firm! I just wanted you to ask a thousand times!" But I went and I showed them my work (gulp) and told them what I wanted to gain from the experience. Unfortunately, though, the entire time I was sitting there the critical part of my brain kept up a steady barrage on the side that was trying to answer; "you can't do this.why are you here.this will kill you.their work is awful.you HAVE a job do you need to get another one?just get up and walk out. you tried, that's all that matters." And on and on while my anxiety level shot through the roof. I stayed and was comforted with the parting remark of, "Well, we haven't found anyone yet..." To which, I must have raised my eyebrows asking, "yet as in, up to today, or are we counting the last hour in that statement?" He fumbled, tried to explain, and left things at two more interviews to go in the next two weeks, you'll hear from me then. I'm saying maybe I will and probably I won't.

This weekend was a movie bonanza for me. Four movies from Friday night to Sunday afternoon: The new Wallace & Gromit, Exorcism of Emily Rose, Fargo, and Mr. & Mrs. Smith.

Wallace & Gromit: Curse of the Were-Rabbit was cute and cheesy...um, no pun intended.

Exorcism of Emily Rose, I was totally prepared to have the pants scared off me, but it didn't happen. Next time I'd like to see more demon possession.

Fargo, I should have seen it sooner.

Mr. & Mrs. Smith, how can you go wrong with two beautiful people shooting guns and driving wrecklessly? It makes me want to be rich and beautiful...I'd see it again.