Just in case you're checking to see if I write anything interesting...
I'm job-hunting, working slllllllowly on my dissertation, and generally wondering if I'll ever find a job. Yes, I could go out and get a job tomorrow--retail always likes me. But the point of working, then deciding to go to graduate school and then completing the damn course must be to then get a job, no? I got through two interviews with a boarding school in CT who wanted me to start a Drama program, a choir, teach English and History, wash the windows, castrate some cats, massage their feet, etc. Silly them; I don't do windows. After not getting that job I felt a twinge of disappointment but mainly a great sense of relief; now I didn't have to spend the next few years in rural CT. But since then, nothing. It took me seven months to find a job last time I graduated. So far this time it's only been two and a half.
Rant over. Am currently working on Kate Gilbert's Samantha in Brown Sheep's Cotton Fleece. I wanted to use baby Cashmerino but my LYS doesn't carry it, and this little dress is needed for my stepmother to take to her niece's new baby over the fourth of July weekend, yeep.