drago

My interview went well. I ended up getting all my stuff together in time and making it down there only a few minutes late. The job sounds pretty cool. It's working with naval aircraft designs and making sure they aren't too heavy and have a well-balanced center of gravity. It totally is in the middle of nowhere, though, which I don't like. But I'm sure the cost of living is way lower than anywhere I would actually want to live. Some black woman paramedic with a broken foot tried to fight me in the chick-fil-a parking lot while I was down there. I politely declined.
The rest of the weekend I layed in bed and watched movies and old OC episodes, because I had bronchitis. I got some antibiotics and some narcotic cough suppressant pills, so I was basically tripping balls all weekend. It was kind of unpleasant, but at least I got some rest.
I have such a busy week ahead of me.