I won't be writing anything of interest to you over the next several days, dear readers. I am in the midst of brain-lock, wherein my mind cannot focus on anything except "Will I get one of the goddamned jobs or not?".
Meanwhile, I'll once again be frozen on the couch next to the telephone, afraid to go to the bathroom, to eat, to take out the trash, lest I miss a VERY IMPORTANT PHONE CALL. I figured that staying on the couch next to the phone worked last time, so maybe it'll work this time, too.
Light a candle, keep your fingers crossed, pray to God, whatever-- just keep me in your thoughts so this will soon be over.
Oh, Delaney-- I'm thinking of you while you're sitting on your couch north of here.