So at lunch I went to Trader Joe's for some hamburger patties (burgers for Game 7!) and I also picked up a nice big bar of chocolate and a bottle of my favorite wine to make me forget the fact that I am a reject. And I worry about the bathrooms being stocked with toilet paper for a living. DARN YOU PEOPLE FOR MAKING ME WAIT ANOTHER HOUR!

So now I have half a bar of Ritter's Milk Chocolate with Whole Hazelnuts in me and I have decided I will be content in the corner of this office, hidden behind a wall until God sees fit to put me somewhere else. It's really not so bad right? Some people would love a job where they could sit around and surf the internet all day and come and go pretty much as they pleased. I can live with it.

And I am not going to beat myself up for all the mistakes I made during the interviewing process. I'm just going to think them over rationally so I can learn from them and move on.

But this might just be the chocolate talking.