The Velawesomeraptor Himself (clayrobeson) wrote,
The Velawesomeraptor Himself

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Could it be?!

I came to the realization this morning that I was so cranky about 'dressing up' yesterday because the only thing I had to look forward to in my life at that point was 'casual day' at work. How pathetic is that.

Of course, relaying this to technocowboy got me a smack upside the head, "Fine, then, I won't call you every day."

Anyway, despite the two hour commute this morning, the drive was beautiful. I had the top down, and the soundtrack to Once More With Feeling playing. Stopped at Starbuck's for caffeine on the way in-- I was already an hour late, what's ten more minutes, right?

Got here, and got a message from Chet at the Asylum. He wants me to teach a class at the Asylum this semester. I'm actually pretty psyched to do it. I figured that I wasn't going to be able to, and that was going to be my opportunity to bow out and walk away. Eventually, I'll have to do that, I'm sure, but teaching at the Training Center is something that I've REALLY wanted to do for a long time. And as a bonus, it won't interfere with my work with my NEW group, the Improv Foundry. :D

THEN, to add some icing to the 'it's Friday, so god isn't going to smite you quite as hard' cake, I've gotten two job offers today. One, a cold call from a random headhunter out of PA for a company here in Boston. The other, from my software vender. He want's me to become part of the compliance team down in Texas. I don't want to move to Texas, though.

Of course, now that I've written all this, I'm sure the Curse of Klae will kick in, and shit will hit the fan... but hey, it was a good morning at least.


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