During the course of my day, I had an interesting conversation with an older woman also taking part in the judging festivities. She asked me about my job, so I unraveled the abridged version of my recent life story. She brought it up again during our next break. First, she said, "You're going to go back to Costa Rica; I know it. And you'll go for at least six months. I think you'll end up in a beach town and the opportunity you're looking for will be there waiting for you." For good measure, she then informed me that she has some psychic abilities. Odds are that I just have way more light in my eyes when I say "Costa Rica" than when I mention "cubicles". But, hey, who am I to say that she didn't catch a glimpse of my future? :)
Also, I may have eaten about two tons of food, graciously provided by the lovely skater parents. Unfortunately, that makes me ready to crawl into a food coma for the next three days. Thus, I bid you adieu.
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