Rabbit, Run!

John Updike dies at the age of 76.

While I certainly am not a huge fan of Updike's work, it certainly comes as a shock that he is gone, as death always seems a shock. Still, Updike was prolific in his work, and that must be appreciated to some degree.

In happier news (I do not mean to dwell on death, O Reader!), I had an interview yesterday with a temp agency and I pretty much nailed it. I did feel awkward, however, that I have a graduate degree and I was applying to become a legal secretary (and a temporary one at that, too!). But being temporary is fine as of now, because I'm banking on (and banking during these times is troublesome) the fact that I will get into at least one of the Ph.D. programs to which I have applied.