actually i was talking to e about the interview process today and he compared it to trying on clothes...nothing ever feels quite right. and then i decided it was like trying on bathing suits. they might fit ok but then i start to overanalyze it, look at the hips, wish my boobs were bigger, beat myself up that i don't exercise more. but in an interview it involves my answer about my previous employer, or the joke i made about al gore, or do i really want to work with five partners...it just goes on and on.
all i'm saying is...it's tiring and i'm struggling this week. it will pass. all will be well.
i know that i just need stop worrying about it and put on my bathing suit and go swimming.


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