I think we've both turned a corner after weeks of feeling not right. Diana had her third and final infusion today and feels very nearly normal. We actually had some good laughs and such today. She's been very supportive too. Then I had even more reassurance from a close friend. I finally feel like I'm restoring perspective on life.
That Orlando job thing is a long shot, but what feels good about it is that I had the idea to ask for it. That's what it's really about when it comes to career, asking for what you want. A lot of the time, you actually get it. I could be totally out of my element, much in the way I felt at Microsoft, but I'll give it a whirl. They don't pay for re-lo and the pay rates sound low. And I have to interview on vacation, which is troubling.
I went out and saw W. this afternoon, and while the story "interpretation" was a bit much at times, the performances were knock down amazing. Josh Brolin nails it. Elizabeth Banks can actually act, well, given good material (though I hope she never stops doing dick-and-fart joke movies). Richard Dreyfuss as Dick Cheney is just creepy good. Oliver Stone was I think genuine when he said that the movie didn't paint Bush as an idiot. Instead, it paints him as a guy never good enough for daddy, and one easily influenced by people around him. If nothing else, it reminds you what a cluster fuck of a war this has been, and the outright lies that it was predicated on.
Diana's car is still f'd up. She took it in a couple of weeks ago to have the fuel pump replaced as part of a recall. But the recall caused another problem, and it's still not right. Freaked me out last week when I was driving her to work and it simply stopped working. Wouldn't start. So the car is back at the dealer tonight, and I'm gonna be a shut-in tomorrow. Hooray!