I'm waiting for glass eyes to arrive by post so I can start creating polymer clay creatures with more soul (if glass being a better window than painted clay, which I suspect it is, since there are no idioms about polymers and sentience that I'm aware of).
I have another interview on Wednesday. This is probably a good thing, though it's an exhausting thing. An exhausting thing wearing a good suit like an unfortunate surprise. Hopefully I'll be less nervous with this one. Maybe it will be okay and I'll get a job offer! Depends on the quality of the suit, I guess. There's good and then there's whatever clusterbomb tends to go off in my brain when I'm asked questions and am expected to talk myself up. I can do this.
Maybe.
Shit.