Folks tell you to get back on.

Hozz just whines and says I wasn't done.

But that's a whole different story.




I know my last journal was a little abysmal. But yanno, ranting it out helped my mood. That day I went from waking up in the morning, lying in bed and staring at the ceiling listlessly all giveded up.

Then I got tired of it and started job hunting.

I found a couple places to get interviews at and they appear better than my current vocation at this point. This pleases me.

The only thing I feel hangs in the balance for the interview I had wednesday is whether or not my speeding ticket was two or three years ago. If it's three years ago I'm good, no worries, no sweat, I got the opening full time position, hopefully. I hear from the feller on Wednesday.

My position at Dunkin feels pointless because I'm only making about a $100 a week after taxes and gas money spent in getting there. But I'll keep going because it'll look bad to potential employers if I don't.

I got a lead to what would be a dream job but I'm not going to talk alot about it because I don't want to jinx that avenue.

I'm glad I've got the weekend off since I had asked for it off for AC, or Amtgard kingdom events, or Origins, all of which I don't get to do, but I have fenagled around and will hopefully get to go back to Podunkville and see my folks tommarrow. I haven't seen them in like 6 months. So yay for all this!

Also, I am a kitchen GOD.

I was given the mission to make a fancy shmancy awesomely purdiful birthday cake from scratch, including the trip to the store and icing it in 3 hours.

I got that shit done in two hours and fourty minutes.

I am awesome.

And everyone thought I had went and bought it out of a show case at the highest class bakery in the area. I felt like the bomb.

I want my own cake shop. x.x

So bad.