05 June 2002
I had lunch with an assistant candidate who seemed so competent and motivated that I hired her on the spot. Her to-do list is already 30 items long, which mostly just demonstrates how badly I need someone to help me keep my life from falling apart.
I unloaded the car and dropped it off at blizzard’s house. #5 on Beth’s list is to sell the car, so hopefully it won’t be around much longer. I can’t wait.
Tonight will be my last night on Joe and Jacob’s futon, which is the most uncomfortable thing that I’ve slept on in years. Most futons are ok, but this one is like sleeping on two separate mattresses, one of which is a half inch higher than the other. My back is killing me, but I still really appreciate their hospitality.
