There were, at one point, four hours of sleep.
I woke up early, and did the breakfast thing, and accompanied
After that, home. I went off and gave plasma. Saw
When I got home, there was a message waiting for me: the General Manager from the Domino's by DeVry wanted me to call back. I did. I wound up going over there for a brief interview. The Viking's timing could not have been better, for certain definitions of 'better'. Schedule permitting (theirs) I may have job. [Insert track from TMBG BNAF here] The General Manager got the Azzgrin at one point; she took it as a sign of enthusiasm, and not the Scary Thing that it actually is. (I got the "tell me a bit about yourself" on the phone; I did; the phrase "Consistently, persistently cheerful" was used.)
Didn't connect on the phone with Darkside. *sigh* Did leave a message. Or something. Too late to try again now. Oh well.
After I came home, I worked like some variety of lunatic and/or maniac on the pizza project.
Read The Krytos Trap today. Evidently Stackpole is local. Huh. Decent book. I'll have to snorf the rest in the series. I may already have them. DeVry does this thing with library sales. Cheap books that no one wants anymore but the hardcore geeks.