I had my first real interview today. I think it went okay. Due to total lack of experience I wasn't very polished, but I think my raw enthusiasm and good instincts helped make up for it. (Hopefully.) I need to have more distance from it to evaluate how I did, since I tend to be self-critical right after the fact. Doing okay, though. We'll see... it would be a badass job, though.

I'm on a boy kick right now. It's strange and unexpected, but also familiar, and intuitively "right," given all the heteronormativity conditioning, I'm sure. I still see myself ending up with a boy. Somehow, even after all of my internal work and deconstruction and lady lust, I can't picture myself with a woman. It's frustrating. Baby steps, I know. I'm young, and only a few years ago, I thought I could never have feelings for a woman; only a few years before that, I thought I couldn't be sexually attracted to one. Baby steps.

Percy is driving me insane. He's been such a diva since we moved. He stays up all night whining and shoving his head in my face. I didn't sleep more than two hours last night. Sort of running on empty. But... hell. I need to get to work.