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ONE DAY, TWO PHONE INTERVIEWS. I'm pretty sure I epic failed them both but it wasn't actually my fault. One job wasn't really research, it was analytics, and the other, oh my god the person interviewing me was Just. So. Awkward. Maybe she sensed a fellow awkward soul, and I will get a follow up, but...if not, at least I didn't really want to move deeper into the midwest anyway.

Next week is my self-imposed deadline for job hunting to end and house hunting to begin. I think I'm ready. At least houses don't reject you. Also I get to retire my jobsearch spreadsheet, which means I'm going to vomit my job statistics all over all of you, because where else would I put the meaningless numbers I have collected?

What will my life be like without my daily cover-letter rewrite? WE'RE ABOUT TO FIND OUT.