Went to Vancouver yesterday for my NextUP interview. It was a 13 hour day for a two hour meeting...I don't know if that's something I want to do on a weekly - and sometimes twice weekly - basis. We'll see. I find out if I get offered a spot by tuesday.

The interview itself was interesting...There were 7 of us being interviewed by 5 interviewers. I was waaaay out of my league; 3 masters students, one law student, one PhD student, and two holders of multiple post doctorate degrees. Scary.

We played the temperature game...with questions about leadership, politics, climate change, social justice, and other really difficult questions. Then we had to justify all of our answers.

Individual interview went less than spectacularly....I talked my head off, and I don't think I actually said anything. Who knows. It could go either way.


Sick....I'm so sick. I've been sick for a week, and I feel no better than I did the first day. It's nasty.

Anyhow. I have nothing else to say.

Everything in my body says not tonight
Everything in my body says no
What will bring me home?
What will make me stay, stay?
What will bring me home?

I travel around the block
And I'm not looking to my right
I feel the glass against my cheek
And I can't see you in the light
I break my heart around this

Tell me that you know
Another way to get it done
It's not me
But it's a different situation
A different situation

Tame me.