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Things I did not expect to be asked in a job interview: "So, how far is it from New York to London?" (I said 2500 miles, it's actually 3400.)

We also had a nice little chat about 'too good to be true' and how if someone offers you a bet with astronomically good returns, chances are the odds are way against you and you shouldn't take the bet, which, yes, I know is true, but when you're strictly in calculate the expected value! what are the expected returns! mode, you don't really think about. (What I did not say in response to "is that too good to be true?": you just asked me a question about a group of people finding and dividing a chest of gold coins according to strict rules. my realism filter is firmly in the off position.)

or maybe it's just the marathon monday vibes

So, I didn't have class today, and I don't have class tomorrow, which means that this was a four day weekend, and, considering all of my homework is due on Tuesdays, I had lots and lots of free time this past few days. This apparently makes me all twitchy and weird. The fact that I haven't worked out in a week doesn't help either - I'm beginning to make plans to go running, ffs. I hate running. What is wrong with me.

And since I have nothing I'm supposed to be doing, I got to sleep in more than I have in the last 6 weeks or so, which apparently means I dream, and man, maybe I'll take sleep dep. It's not even that I have nightmares! First I had a standard sort of anxiety dream (except it was about moving, which, okay, I hate moving, but I didn't know I hated it that much)* And then I dreamed about being chased and then being stabbed in the gut. It wasn't even a horror-style dream! Just deeply unsettling to wake up from, in a very "subconscious, wtf" sort of way.

*Mostly I don't get anxiety dreams! The only classic one I've had is the one where you find out there was a class that you haven't been to all semester and now they want you take the final. (I actually did that once - not quite like that, but I did sign up for a class, forget I signed up for it, never attend, and not know until the beginning of the next term. (I don't know how I managed that - it was even a time period where I was mostly reading my email!) (Happy ending: it was a J-term class and the reg system works differently for J-term as for real terms, and when I told my adviser what had happened and why I had been confused, he waved his hands and wrote some emails and made it disappear.))