At last!

[deathpixie]

Funny, it never rains but it pours...

I got a call last week from Legal Aid, inviting me to interview for the position I applied for as civil litigation assistant. That's for this Wednesday, at 1:30 pm.

Today, Natasha comes up to me and invites me to interview for the position I put the application for back in May. September 19, 10:30am.

Finally some progress, after I bit the bullet and decided to start applying elsewhere again. Here's hoping all goes well - I really want to keep this job, but if the Legal Aid one pays more, I'm taking it.

Some good news after a rather insane morning. Poor Jane, back from vacation one day and she has a four-five hour drive ahead of her to get to Sudbury for a case tomorrow.

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[ferox.livejournal.com]

But wouldn't you want them for tomorrow? Or?

Yeah, oddly enough, it's different, just because people are not fully proportionate, you know? We'll get you to try things on, yes.

[deathpixie]

I've got two interviews, one tomorrow and one next Wednesday, so I'll save the dress for next Wednesday and wear something else tomorrow. Since the next Wednesday one is the one I really want (it's the job where I am now), I'll do the extra nice clothes that day. ;)

Trying on tends to work, yeah. Although, we're looking at October before I'm solvent in any way again. :P After last night's effort, I'm down to my last $40 again. :P However, I do want to do the clothes shopping at some point with someone who knows what looks good - I have no clue half the time.

[ferox.livejournal.com]

I meant wouldn't you want the trousers for tomorrow, goose. *grins* Something about wearing new clothes.

Oh, there were efforts? What kind of efforts? And of course we'd do it by thrift, where jackets cost ten bucks instead of eighty. Honestly, what kind of frugal fashionista do you think I am?

[deathpixie]

Nah, the culottes are denim - not work clothes at all. ;) So no rush on those, really, except for 'while there's still warmish weather'.

Went to the Griffin to catch the end of the Jays game, they lost horribly in the last innings and so there was drinking. *wry*

[ferox.livejournal.com]

Ahh... got it. Then yeah, I'll come over, get you to put some stuff on, stick some pins in you (or the clothes, whatever) and take them home to work on, if you don't mind. Machine is a bit quicker, unless it's a blind hem and... nevermind, rambling.

How did it get to be five? Jeez. Uh, let me know if you'd like me around tonight and when? I'll probably check my email again by six; if earlier, phone.

<3

(I'm sorry about the Jays.)

[deathpixie]

Um, how's eightish? Since I'm going to go home now, buy catfood on the way, and then crash for a couple of hours before I die. ;)

I'll probably leave after the first set tonight - need to be rested for the LAO interview. And probably do some research.

[ferox.livejournal.com]

Good by me! See you at eightish.

Probably for the best. Look at you, being all adulty and whatwhat.