Waiting is a bitch.

I've heard from the person who referred me that I shouldn't have to worry about being overqualified on the graphics end -- they're planning on needing more of that down the road, so I could very well be the perfect candidate (as she thinks I am).

Now I'm waiting, too, for my cat Jazz-min to come home. She stayed out last night but wasn't at the door first thing this morning. Has been sighted across the road, though, unhurt, etc. And I heard from her previous person (her rescuer) that she has several times gone walkabout for two nights then come home when craving food from can or bag instead of on the hoof, so to speak.

And Curmudgeon is awaiting the results of his second interview for a permanent (10 month, full time benefits) gig at the test factory.

Waiting is a bitch!!!