as I sit, being productive in the social neuroscience lab (that sounds so... smart..haha)...but being productive in here is just well. number crunching. but, number crunching with some pretty neat-o programs ya
today I FINALLY got a hook-up with Emory. I'd be one happy camper to work there. maybe even a happy camper with health insurance. health insurance and free/reduced services from one of the most prestigous universities/hospitals in the nation. now that's cool. but, no definits yet. I've been cursing Emory for a while now, and vanman says 'oh yea send this person an email with your resume'...and i go and check her out, and she's none other than...hmmm...his ex-wife. now i'm not sure if thats a good thing, or a really really bad thing. err.
pray for me folks, that if i at least get an interview i dont go in and say something stupid. wait. if you pray for a job, is that the devil? i mean, a job is for money, and money is the root of all evil. so, should we necessarily be praying for the root of all evil to fall into my hands.
ummm....what the heck. go for it. and i'll save all of you a spot ;) haha
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