The Sky is Crying

So, I heard back from one of my job apps. They are apparently looking for someone of a different skillset. By this I assume they mean they are looking for someone with "a skillset". I knew I should have included an ability to beat Mega Man 2 on the ol' resume. Frankly, I'm just as pleased they got back to me so quick - I wish some of these other companies were so quick. It woulda been a cool gig but, well, them's the breaks.

I'm not crying, its just been raining. On my face.

And raining it has been, all day. Good thing I really had some important battlestar galactica to watch. I was supposed to go out into the big city to look for materials to make a suit out of but alas, this downpour has made me think twice.

In other news, I might have to go back to writing articles for Georgia Today even though the March paycheck doesn't come in until April 15th. What the hell. I was supposed to sign a contract with G&T like a week ago and nothing as far as more work has come along since. They can't pay me until this contract gets signed even though the lawyer is out of town for a week. Its enough to make a man nervous. Nervous about a 150 dollar paycheck that may not actually come to fruition. Furthermore, my mystery lecturer with my 50 dollar paycheck is yet to arrive. Writing articles for 20 lari an article that I won't get for a month is lame, but its better than anything else on the vine.

All told things are going pretty well. Work is uninteresting but solid. Maka came back to the house with a smooth transition insofar as I can tell. I had my first russian lesson a few hours ago, and i'm gonna have to study me some alphabet or i'm hosed. HOSED i tell you. The only thing I'm worried about is the fact that my students all did really badly on their midterms, and I'd like to think they're actually learning something. I might have to change the program a bit.

Still looking for jobs. Still looking for someplace to move. Still trying to figure out what to get an advanced degree in. Still running for health. No way to say how any of its gonna turn out.