so i think i screwed myself out of two jobs today. one for Grist magazine, the dude called me this morning, before i’d had a shower, so i’m still kinda groggy (nevermind the fact i’ve been up 2 hours already). i’m so not ready for this call, in fact i’d almost forgotten i’d applied for the job. so the interview was awkward at best. then i call another place because their ad on CL said to, and i leave the most bumbling message ever. i even screw up my own phone number. so iunno if i’m going to hear back about that one. check out what tessa showed me. lookie (23:54:38) Number2501: whats this? (23:55:07) KittystarLink: an article about a study they’re doing where people control a cursor with thoughts (23:55:14) Number2501: woooaaaaah (23:55:18) Number2501: thats sooooo cooool (23:55:23) Number2501: i’ll never have to get off my ass again (23:55:33) Number2501: you could so easily make a chair that responded to that (23:55:40) KittystarLink: haha, it’s kinda scary though at the same time (23:55:52) Number2501: i guess, but the only reason i need my body is for sex
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