Tonight at seven o'clock is interview number two for the job in Wellington. I spent yesterday evening preparing for it, writing myself notes on all the usual interview-y kind of questions (there are advantages to phone interviews - being able to discreetly refer to notes is a big one).
I hate paying money to figure out how much I money I have to pay.
It's like paying in advance for the privledge of spending a week to plan your own mugging, then mailing the money to the mugger who can't be arsed to show up.