Let's move to the beat like we know that it's over...

Car update: She's back from the shop, and renewed, and I'm out my entire paycheck. Sigh. Good thing I wasn't planning anything at all. Like, oh, paying my fucking loan, or anything.

In other news, orange mallow pumpkin thingies made with honey (the Farleys brand) along with saltine crackers taste really good.

And I have coffee.

Hee.

So, getting dressed for the interview, I spot the turkey skewers I've worn in my hair before. Have to restrain myself from wearing weapons. After all, this is a job interview, that's just *not done*.

The same goes for my skull and dagger necklace.

My mind is apparently wanting me to not get this job, just on sight alone.... Or maybe my dreams were threatening, and it's subconscious...

Nah. ;)

*dances about*

That was the most painless interview I've ever gone through. Maybe it's because I knew that Linda wants me at the county, so I was happy and confident.

Or maybe it's because it WAS painless, and quick. And I kicked ass on the data entry tests. 135 keystrokes a minute, baby. Go me.

Mwahahahahahahahah!

And she said to call tomorrow. ;)