the invisible hand of fate

Today, after much fretting and some deep breaths, I emailed the place I interviewed in California to see what the status is with me going there for a post-doc. No word back yet, but I am hopeful I will hear news within the next couple of days.

Also our intramural softball team had a fun practice today, which we probably need since we have not been very successful at winning all of our games. The weather was pretty exciting, with distant peals of thunder and ominous clouds adding to the excitment of slow-pitch softball practice. When it was my turn to bat, I tried the fancy new bat that impressed me with its sleek rubber grip and flames on the sides, I think it was called the Talon. Ultimately, the Talon failed to impress me, so I switched to the trusty black Powercell we got last season. After the switch, the wind kicked up and leaves and small branches started swirling around us, and the several hits I made that barely passed the pitcher made me feel compelled to yell, "FEEL MY WRATH!!! POWERCELL!!!!" The rest of the team was mildly amused, but I found it very satisfying to yell about my wrath. and the POWERCELL!!! I highly recommend it.

In geekier news, the newest version of Firefox is set for official release tomorrow! I am very excited about this because I heart firefox, I heart it good. So, if you also are a fan of easy internet browsing that is much sleeker and uses a hell of alot less memory than clunky, error prone old IE7, download firefox 3 tomorrow with me and help make Mozilla's dream of a Guiness World Record a reality!

Lastly, since I haven't quoted my horoscope lately:

Part of my horoscope this week from astrobarry:

Don't let your pride get the best of you, even if the other person is missing your point or having trouble grasping where you're coming from. The extra aggressiveness one or both of you is feeling could be a red herring—that is, not really as big a deal as it seems at the time. Sure, you may think they 'should' understand your line of thinking by now… but if they don't, just be a sport and (patiently!) explain it to 'em for the third or fourth time, rather than jumping down their throat. Believe it or not, your position is not as self-evident as you're making it out to be. (Furthermore, you might not even be so damned sure of it yourself, if you'd just calm down for a moment and examine the fine print.)

I am going to keep this advice in mind this week when my advisor and I go over the final edit of my most recent manuscript and try to figure out a date for my defense.