so, the second interview i was supposed to have tomorrow isn't going to happen. i got a call today saying that they hired someone with more experience. that made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. just to add a little insult to injury i wasn't able to pick up my phone because i was at work so as i was clocking out i listened to the message the lady had left in my voicemail. i didn't even make it to my car before i entered the water-works portion of the evening, i got as far as em's shoulder. lucky girl. she's going to learn to curse the days i've decided to apply five coats of mascara. after quickly leaving work i was dead set on coming home and shutting down for the night (ie: drinking until i could see the northern lights), but decided against it after some gentle prodding. so em and kelsey and i went shopping and it was good. i got a cute top, a couple layering tanks and some cute ass underpants. then i grabbed a drink and hopped in the bath. do i feel better than i did when i left work? not really, but i was glad to be distracted for a while. i am so fucking restless tonight.
subnatural:
Ah, sweet rejection: the background music of my lovelife. Where would I be without it. Probably with a healthier liver, but I digress. At least you can take comfort in the fact that the bath got you really, really clean, and you were motivated to get some "cute ass underpants."