Aww.

I have my job interview this morning. I told my dad yesterday that I wasn't going out last night because I didn't want to waste gas. And when I ran downstairs just now to leave they'd slipped an envelope through my mail slot with twenty bucks in it to fill my tank.

Aw, I love my mommy and daddy. *beams*

And I was leaving a little depressed by more confirmation on just how douchey fandom can be, so that was a nice pick-me-up. *sigh*

Hmm.

So the job interview went well, I think. I don't know. I always think I come out of these things sounding like a rambling dork who can't shut up but it's not often that I go for a job interview and don't get the job, so. *shrugs*

It really is a great job, though. It's a regular old day shift, it pays well, they're making accommodations for people's schedules due to the gas prices ... I think the only thing I'm hesitant about is talking to people on the phone again, because telemarketing burned me but good, but it's people calling in instead of calling out and harrassing people to sell credit cards, so I think I can deal.

I'm trying not to get my hopes up but it would be really nice if I could get it just because I still have three vacations days left at work that I was saving for Wincon and they'd have to pay me for those when I leave, so I could pay ahead a bit on my bills and focus on work if I do get the job.

*crosses fingers*

Also, I gave myself a present. Or a horrible punishment, depending on how you see it. Just give me a bit and let me scrape together something to post. *rubs hands together in anticipation*

I suffer through this shit for YOU.

I went to see The Love Guru so all of you don't have to.

No, REALLY.

Pity me?

( Cutting for spoilers, length, NSFW content, and ... well, pretty much the worst movie I've ever paid money to see on the big screen. And I paid to see Bettlefield Earth, so. )

There are probably a lot more things that were painfully awfully bad about the movie. I don't doubt it for a minute. But my brain has begun to perform the requisite amnesia that I'm going to need to go through to sustain my will to live after that crap.