I just got the call from the recruiter that I landed the job I interviewed for yesterday (painted nails, tattoos and all… God bless Portland). They’re just ironing out whether it’ll be a direct hire (please) or a contract-to-hire for 3-6 months.
I spoke to J a little about my urges. He’s about to pick me up to go to the gym and I’m going to fully disclose the chemistry project I’ve been working on. Plus, I think an hour long run will go a long way to burning off the fucking crazy, intense energy I’ve got coursing through me right now.