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This is arguably the most important day of my life with respect to my career. By the end of today, I will either be employed with my dream job at a great company, or I....won't.

I've met with this group before, and this is my final leg of the interview gauntlet. I'm running on fumes here...only got a few hours of sleep. My mind was racing last night...not only with really cool and clever things to talk about during my interview, but also awful things I could say to sabotage myself. Not that I actually WOULD say these things, but thinking of it amuses me and takes away the tension. Hopefully they won't ask why I can't wipe the smile off my face.

This coffee just can't brew fast enough. When I get my first paycheck...well, maybe my second...I will buy a new espresso machine and get rid of this total piece of crap drip coffee maker. I've had fantasies about hacking it to pieces with an axe...I just may do that! I guess it isn't the coffee maker's fault, but I need something to blame for my morning crabbiness!

Well, I don't have much else to say right now...gonna relax a bit and try not to think about what I need to do. I'll probably post a second entry today...either with "WOOHOO! *dance*" or just be in a slump. I don't take rejection well, but only if I'm in a situation where I've prepared and am sure I'm going to succeed. If I go in without expectations...rejection bounces right off me. It's alla state of mind.