Cup of Java

feeling icky
I still feel like a turd even though I had all of yesterday to recover from Saturday night's party. I think it was the beer I had before the vodka drinks. A rather stupid move in a way but oh well. Can't turn back the clock now. It was a good time though on Saturday for the most part. There were people there I could have dealt without seeing but there were plenty more faces that I hadn't seen in a while and had a nice time talking to them. C got himself quite drunken that night though. He said he was fine to drive home and he did but I was kind of freaked during the ride home. It was raining and all that so the road was a bit more trecherous. Plus there were a lot of others who had been out boozing on the road it seemed...at least it looked like it from their driving. But we made it home in one piece. Thank goodness :) Honestly it's weird. You'd think living in the northeast people could deal with rain or snow but I swear they freak out when they are on the roads. It's so weird, I still haven't gotten used to it.
I'm trying to work my way to making some phone calls I have to return from Thursday. It's terrible I know but I wanted to think about what I was going to do about them. One was a job that I applied to but now realize that it would be a haul and a half to get to the place every day. So I think I need to call them and tell them that I didn't realize the commute would be so painful. The other place that called me has an office not too far away but they are headquoartered in Maine and want me to drive *all* the way up there for an informational interview! I'm not sure if a 4 hour + roundtrip drive is worth all that. Mum said she'd take the day off and go with me, since I don't know Maine at all. It'd be another thing if they wanted me to go up there to get the corporate interview part out of the way but, its not a real interview...at least that is what the message that was left on my voicemail said. So I need to come up with some questions to ask to get a clarified answer so I can make a better judgement on this. Blah.
Why is it that of all the places I send my resume and stuff too, I only hear back from the ones that are way too out of the way? Murphy's Law I guess. Poot.