Because When You Type Fast It Looks Like Your Fingers Are Dancing

Monday February something

Today I was given yet another test by the aforementioned job possibility. I spent a good hour on it, now I am just waiting to hear back.

Today was a freaking holiday, not that I have ever known a magazine to observe a holiday before, but apparently a lot of New York publishing houses had the day off. Annoying. But not nearly as annoying as the nail shops observing the holiday. I spent 25 minutes walking around on this glorious 60-degree day, and not a single nail shop was open. I suppose they did always support Taft.