woot!
I officially have a job. For my next daring feat, I will attempt to pass the Air Force JAG medical examinations without discovering collapsing arches or some other odd disqualifying condition.
I don't have to actually commit until after I pass the bar, but it sure feels good to have my first choice available. And I thought it was hard to stay motivated this semester....
posted by T.M. @ 11:50 PM
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Congrats! I cannot wait to hear the stories from the job, and to visit you and the wife wherever you live. I am second in line to take puglet, please remember.
Thank you! Stories and visits are both sure to follow. As for the puglet, be careful what you wish for.
I'm coming with Hilary to visit. Just so you know. And I may beat her down in order to make my way up the puglet succession line.
Oh, also: congratulations!
I want you to move out to the Navajo reservation just to do law, I invite you to do that...har har.
I will be holding you all to your word when the wife and I are stationed in Minot, North Dakota.
As for the puglet, he prefers to not play favorites, and would indeed prefer an attempted beat down to determine succession order. He has a certain blood lust, that one.
Navajo reservation: I'll ask how much of a presence the Air Force has out there, but I'm not so sure I'll be there any time soon. I hear you might as well be on a reservation when you're in Clovis, New Mexico, though. I won't actually accept the job until after I pass the bar, so the reservation may still have a chance....
Dearest Turquois,
You will not beat me down. After teaching this quarter, nothing frightens me. And I am an only child. You may be younger and in better shape, but the puglet is mine. Mine. Mine ; )
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