How YOU doin'?

This is Tara (left), me (three sheets to the wind and in the middle) and Rory (right) late into the night at the reception (see previous post).
I've got my "I've had a bit too much to drink" grin on.

Oh, the job interview went better than I thought. I was extremely hungover, but that's better than being violently ill from the chickpeas. I later heard that I came off as confident and articulate. I guess feeling really nauseous gets rid of those usual job-interview-jitters. I was offered the post the next day and started the day after that. Whoooooo! Employment!