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The adolescent medicine fellowship at the U has invited me to interview, after several weeks of my thinking they don't love me any more. Er, rather-- that they didn't love me, period.
So, I will. Interview. Why not?
And the whole sending-out-CV's thing is garnering me some response; I was offered an opportunity to fill out an application for a job in Northfield (but it's an immediate opening, drat), and I'm getting notes saying my 'CV is on file'.
I also scheduled Step 3; the earliest I could get in to take it was the day before and the day of my birthday. Suck, but eh. It'll be done before Worldcon.
And I met the photographer for _Minnesota Medicine_, and stood in the rain while he took photos with his 9 megapixel camera with the 20x zoom lens. I coveted that toy muchly.
So, I will. Interview. Why not?
And the whole sending-out-CV's thing is garnering me some response; I was offered an opportunity to fill out an application for a job in Northfield (but it's an immediate opening, drat), and I'm getting notes saying my 'CV is on file'.
I also scheduled Step 3; the earliest I could get in to take it was the day before and the day of my birthday. Suck, but eh. It'll be done before Worldcon.
And I met the photographer for _Minnesota Medicine_, and stood in the rain while he took photos with his 9 megapixel camera with the 20x zoom lens. I coveted that toy muchly.
