Welp, I never got a shot at working on an ambulance. Despite all my efforts, I can't even get a job stocking them. Since the special events season is basically over (minus the fact I'll be working at Reno Comic-Con this month, which will be AWESOME), I need something else to do. So I applied for a job at Sears. I got it. I'm gonna be a stocker. Gotta pee in a cup tomorrow to prove I'm not a druggie, and then I'll be making minimum wage for at least the next few months, but hell, it's a job, and I've got some furry co-workers. Should be good.

In other news, I bought a guitar amp last month, which I love. It's a Vox, which I'm hella psyched about. Had a friend over for Halloween, which was fun, and was the first time in like two years I've had anyone over. I also seem to have chipped a tooth. Shit.