willing the phone to ring

I had a really good interview today. At least, I think it went really well. They even asked me "when would you be available to start?" (I told them immediately).

Now I play the waiting game. Wait to get a phone call that offers me a job.

AND I'm waiting for a phone call to tell me someone else wants to interview me, on the strength of the editing test I did.

I wanted to go to Old School Batcave night tonight w/ Weaselmom. But due to her sick and tawdry obsession with American Idol, she refuses to leave the house on Tuesday nights. I love her anyways, but boy am I content not to take part in that obsession.

waves and grins at Weaselmom

I hope hope hope Queen of the Monkeys and MonkeyBoy got to Kansas okay. That's the other reason I'm waiting for the phone to ring.

one other thing

That website I write for? The one I've been with for what feels like a gazillion years? The one that owes me a fair chunk of money? Yeah, them

They're organizing a convention in January.

They've signed the paperwork with the hotel. They have special guests.

Anyone have any helpful suggestions as to how I (politely) lean on my webmaster to make him pay me before he blows any more money on Spookycon?

grrrrrr

The convention itself sounds like it could be fun. There will be some people I like there, and hey! San Francisco! But dammit, I'd like the over-three-hundred-dollars I'm owed for my writing.

hmph.