I think I have the job I wanted. Starts tomorrow, hope it works out. It's one of those jobs that you can't tell if you're really hired until you're three months into it. So yippeee. Time to celebrate. Until my new boss calls me back and says she thought it over and realizes I am a creepy turd so tough bananas to me.
Today I can't seem to focus on my music. The technology is in the way. It's raining and grey.
Post-Eclipse (Ego) - *I* will defeat you. I have defeated you. I have always defeated you. I will always defeat you Because I already have.
1 week ago