You know what sucks? Don't think too hard because I'm gonna tell you what sucks. When your girlfriend takes your two adorable yet rambunctious children to see a play so that you can stay home and clean the bathrooms. Wait - that's not the sucky part yet because I don't mind staying home. What sucks is that I promised myself a couple of glasses of wine after I finished cleaning the bathrooms because we had an open bottle and, unlike vodka, wine really does go bad after it's open for awhile and when I popped open the bottle there was only enough for a half a glass. I could have opened another bottle of wine but that seemed so decadent. In the end, it's probably for the best because I am meeting with my advisor from the Loft in 11 hours. I don't think I ever told you about my interview for the Foreword program. I had no idea how to prepare for the interview so I didn't prepare at all. Then, when I got there, they asked me a lot of questions. I could answer most of them but then they asked, "What do you expect to get out of this program in terms of your technical skills?" and I did not have an answer for that very simple question. I fell silent and then I started laughing and said, "Wow. That is a really good question and I wish that I had thought about that before now but, unfortunately, I did not." I told them I would have to think about it and eventually answered though I don't remember what I said. I mention this story now because I find myself in a similar situation. I haven't prepared anything for this meeting. I might have to come up with a different response, however. I'm thinking I might go with, "Excuse me? I can't hear you over the espresso machine and the pulsing of my own angst."
So, it's after 10 p.m. now. It seems like a good time to write something for that morning meeting. I'm sure I can whip out 20 pages of quality literature before I fall asleep on the keyboard, right?