I am too hopped up on cold meds to determine whether or not my interview this morning went well. I hope it did, though I know I did not show off my usual sparkling self. This might be a good thing, though. I had to do a short proofreading test. I'm hoping to get hired based on my skills, straight-out-of-college enthusiasm for real work experience, and very low salary requirements. They're finishing interviews this week; keep your fingers crossed for me.
If I had to pick one two-word phrase to describe yesterday, it would be "awesomely pleasant." Tyler took me to Melanie's for brunch, mmm. The quiche was so-so (I would have liked a little more spice), but as always the homefries were excellent, and we got to sit on the front porch and enjoy the sunshine. Afterwards we went out to his friend Bink's house -- about 40 minutes from downtown Boone, 30 of which snake down seldom-marked gravel roads into an abyss in the middle of the wilderness. We went on a hike to the creek, which involved a sharp descent aided by a rope which looked like some wild animal had been chewing on it. Tyler saved Jim, arguably the world's dumbest dog, from drowning.
He also let me shoot his pistol, which, barbaric as it sounds, was incredibly fun. The only other person I've ever been shooting with is my brother, and that hasn't been in a while. As always, even though I've done it before I'm always a little nervous starting to shoot again. There's a certain amount of respect that must always be shown towards a firearm, and even though you get more comfortable with guns as you spend more time with them, you never forget that respect. I'm learning that I'm a much better aim than I give myself credit for, and with more practice I'll probably be a pretty bad-ass shot. Yee-haw, y'all.
And now, illness has descended like so many grey clouds upon the sunshine of my life, ha ha. It's not that bad, but since the temperature has dipped down into the 30s again I feel that it's really in my best interests just to stay home today. I am hopped hopped hopped up on DayQuil, y'all, and intend on staying that way.
It's a real bad time for me to be sick. I hope by taking the day off, shoving myself full of medicines, oranges, and a shit ton of sleep, I can do a super-quick illness purge and be noticably better by tomorrow, as opposed to drawing out a half-cold for weeks due to poor self-care.
THAT IS ALL.
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