Shut. Your. Mouth.

This is the other piece of good news for the day.

So the blind date called last night and asked me out for this weekend. Yay for dates!

ALSO, as soon as I got off the phone, Ed came in with the mail and there was a card addressed to me from Blind Date Guy. It was a thank-you card, thanking me for last weekend and wishing me luck on my job interview.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Who even does that?

That was when I said the words of "SHUT. YOUR. MOUTH," which Savannah heard and then kept repeating, which resulted in a Time Out for her. And I felt really bad about that part because she was all standing in the corner crying and stuff.

And now Jenny is rethinking her past and saying stuff like, "You know, if I hadn't gotten engaged when I was twelve I bet someone would have eventually written me a card like that. And that would've been awesome."

Read More

That's right

I am officially about-to-be employed. There are still a few negotiations that need to happen, on account of I am now One Who Plays Hardball, but I've accepted the job.

What really cinched it for me was when I saw the Horatio Hornblower DVDs in the stacks. This, to me, says that they know what is really important.

We're still working out the details of when I can get up there and get started, and I'll probably need to register for food stamps given how low the salary is, but that's okay.

Yay for being among the employed!

Read More

Robes!

I have an obsession with robes, especially Chinese royal imperial robes, ever since my memory starts working.How very awe-inducing is that? Geez, I have to wear something like that before I die.

Read More