So after all that, I find out I wasn't selected for the very perfect desert tortoise grad project. True to my nature, I spent the evening acting like it was the end of the world. The next day I was skipping around the county fair concerned more about who was going to brave the "Zipper" with me before the night was through. I am a notorious over-reactor, but a quick re-bounder. I find it a good balance.
The search continues...
Thursday, September 24, 2009
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OK you have now bounced back from a big disappointment. Now start investigating and decide where to go from here.
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