It's been one of those weeks where being a sea otter would probably have been a lot cooler than being me. I started off the week with an interview with a company that I've wanted to work for nearly my entire life and ended it not only not getting one of the 100+ jobs on offer, but also barely holding onto the job that I've got now. Top that off with the fact that Lydia is gone for the next two weeks to Ontario, and things are certainly not coming up Me.
In a measured attempt not to get myself into any more trouble, or burn bridges or do anything silly, I'm keeping mum on things for a bit but I'll be offering some explanation soon. Until then I can just wish that I were a sea otter, because let's face it that's gotta be a pretty sweet life.
Originally posted on jazzlawyer.vox.com