The first interview today went really really well.

The second didn't go so well. The woman was a bitch, and I'd hate to work for her.

And in between the two interviews, I rolled on my ankle, fell off a curb (a taxi stopped me from falling), and had a taxi (the same one that stopped me from falling) roll partially over my foot. Walking OUT of the second interview, I rolled on the same ankle again. It's the size of a soft-ball, and hurts like a bastard, despite the MANY painkillers I've taken.

And I have to work and run errands tomorrow.

*sigh*


How gross.








But let's all hope I get that first one!