Eastern APA

Those who said it was a terrible idea to hold the Eastern APA in Times Square during one of the busiest times of the year and that it would be a huge clusterfuck were sorely mistaken.

Just kidding. They were right.

Anyways, aside from the obvious pot-shots to take, a few things to note:

There did seem to be a low number of interviewers in one of the big reception rooms (as a commenter has noted), but not low enough as to lower the difficulty of trying to hear someone sitting right next to you.

These high-tech, super-fast elevators are making me dizzy.

With a mediocre interview under my belt and having to wade through gobs of philosophers and tourists to use said elevators, the Church of Scientology's ads promising me a more stress-free life that are prominently displayed out my window are looking mighty appealing now.

I went to a talk today that was sparsely attended and tried to stay awake after only being able to sleep in 40 minute bursts last night (nerves); I'm assuming that's par for the course.

Finally, for those souls with us in NYC, keep your eyes open and ears to the ground. I hear that someone (me) is scattering Sunday Comics styled 'Hello, My Name is PHIL' name tags around the hotel; I want pictures of you wearing them.

Time for coffee.

-- Jaded Dissertator