I have a water bottle that makes small noises.

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It’s made of something that looks and feels sort of like metal and sort of like plastic. I dented it last month, and now, when its temperature changes, the dent tings and buzzes like steampunk bees.

Tomorrow my class is going on a tour of a Mitsubishi factory. I’m still not sure how that got decided?

I remain deeply stressed by the search for gainful employment, and so accomplish nothing. Unless I get an email agreeing to certain proposed contract alterations tonight (I tried to renegotiate a contract today, I have no idea how to do that), I have another interview after the Mitsubishi thing.

(Originally published at SarahPin.com. You can comment here or there.)

Comments

[doom-magpie.livejournal.com]

Ugh, that's going to be me pretty soon. I wish you much luck~

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Thanks. (I assume you're referring to the job search and not the Mitsubishi factory, unless there are cultures in which going to the Mitsubishi factory is kind of a grim coming-of-age ritual. (You know, maybe I'll give up on the job thing and just start one of those. It sounds less strenuous...))

[elongated-tito.livejournal.com]

Get a job. GET A JOB. As Dad says.

What are you meant to learn at a car factory?

I received some weird soap and lotion from you today. Thank you very much.

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How to say "spot welding" in Japanese.

In addition to the weird soap and lotion, there should also be some stuff from your Amazon list showing up. Happy birthday in forty-five minutes (where you are, as it's already your birthday here)!