Sunlight...no, TRAIN...no, it's sunlight...

...and just when I'd largely resigned myself, word of a new job nibble reached my ears. And now, suddenly, fingers are crossed again, wood is being knocked on, and I'm considering taking up some religion or other.

Why do job searches make me feel like Wile E. Coyote?

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Belle said...

Fingers crossed here too! Good luck.

February 22, 2008 at 8:55 AM
Dr. Curmudgeon said...

Aren't these moments funny though? As soon as I put the post up, I thought, "Well, that's it. I've jinxed it."

We shall see.

February 22, 2008 at 10:28 AM