Limbo

So being in limbo really sucks. Especially when you don't have a job, and are volunteering in a lab part time just so that you don't go crazy. And what's more, the anxiety of not knowing where you'll be next just amplifies as the day goes on. This is, perhaps, the first time in my life where I don't have a backup plan (and marrying nicole doesn't count).
I have my interview with NYU Med for my PhD today. I am so anxious and snappy, that I'm half worried that I'll start snapping at the interviewer if (s)he starts asking me stupid questions (obviously I wont - but you get the picture). On the bright side, they are wining and dining us for 5 meals, which means I'll save money on those meals (really have to think about these things when you don't have a steady income) - and tomorrow night includes free booze, which is pretty damn sweet. Also, they're taking us for Avenue Q tonight - a musical that I actually want to see - which is good.
Also, on Saturday going over to the brother's to cook, which, I'm sure, is going to be stressful. There's going to be the 'have you thought about your life' talk - ugh- hate older brothers - like I'm not stressing out enough that I need to have it shoved in my head that I'm unemployed fifty times by stupid brother. Then again, maybe he wont - he just got back from a month long holiday in california. *sigh* wishful thinking.
Anyway, moral of the story being I hate being in limbo, and I hate having heard from one school and no others - it's so damn annoying.