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So, this past Friday, we had our Smashbox mini event. We had two Smashbox AE's there for support, which was exciting because I love the line and wanted to pick their brains. Turns out we all worked for MAC and ended up sharing makeup stories and advice with each other; we got along beautifully. I semi-jokingly said something about: "...well, if you have any open positions for the line!". The one girl immediately asked me how easily I can get to downtown, I told her very. So she left for a bit and came back with the other AE. They discreetly pulled me aside to tell me they have a position I'd be perfect for and one of them gave me her card and told me to email her for details about the job. I did and we talked on the phone, the job pays about the same with a thousand times more stress. I told her to give me a couple of days to think it over. But she was telling me that if I eventually want to move up within Smashbox as a company (which she wants for me), the position would open the door. But, I don't know, I'm happy where I'm at, I love my team and don't want to leave them high and dry, and plus... I still would be working with Smashbox. Either way, I'm tremendously flattered and humbled that my hard work and skills as a makeup artist were recognized by TWO account executives for an AMAZING line and they want ME to work for them.
Right now I am sitting in my room, sipping on the bottle of vodka that Patrick left here last night and am trying so very hard to get sleepy. Because, like, the Benadryl is still packed somewhere in a box in this house and lord knows I am too hyper active for legitimate sleep on my own. I am totally going to hate myself in the morning, in my 6 fucking hour philosophy class. Or perhaps the self loathing and regret will happen later, when I immediately walk from school to work, you know, to deal with an additional 6 hours of asgahsahsfasldfg. Eh, I volunteered and I need the munnay hunnay.
Speaking of the house though, I seriously love it so much. I have everything I could possibly need RIGHT HERE, within a 5 minute walking distance radius. It will take forever to get all 3 stories in order and put together, but it's just so nice to finally have at least my own room to chill in again, to have my own space. Which is why I am stoked between the overtime at work and random birthday money, meaning I'll finally be able to afford to furnish my room and live like an actual human being again. It's also nice having the patio and patio door attached to my room, because I can just come in the house, directly into my bedroom. It's like my own little studio apartment attached to the house. Plus, it's hot being able to sneak Patrick in at, like, 3 am without a soul knowing.
Ummmmmm, my birthday was pretty good. I somehow managed to get both my birthday and the next day off without even asking. Gaycy's probably was like "Ohhhhhh, we know all about her from before. It would be a waste of time to schedule her those days and think she'd actually show up lol!!!".
But, yeah, we had just moved the day before so everything was rushed and stressful. Me and a good, oh, 15 of my friends and coworkers went out to Linda's for drinks! But, like, in the last year, Linda's has gotten SOMEFUCKINGHOW even more pretentious than it was when I first started going there. I got kicked out because THE BARTENDER handed me someone elses' drink order and me, thinking that the bartender was NOT an idiot and actually knew HOW TO DO THEIR JOB, I grabbed the drinks and walked off. Moments later I feel a tap on my shoulder telling me that I need to leave immediately for stealing people's drinks. So, by this point I was pretty tanked and I spent the next, um, 20 minutes outside SCREAMING at the door guy, calling him a "fucking asshole piece of fucking shit", etc. I guess I got over it though, because then we all ended up at Pony. Which I don't even remember going there. But what I do know is that I managed to keep my pants on this time, so that's a huge plus that I've seen. At some point fairly early in the night, we all called it quits and me and Patrick ended up sleeping in his car a block or so away from my house. Ok then.
Yeah, so these are things and stuphhHhHhhhhHhhhhhhhhhhh. I have a bunch of Benefit gratis on the way, followed by some Strivectin gratis as well. Yehy free things due to working in cosmetics. I missed this!
Weoeoeoeoeooeoeoeoeoooooooo life is pretty okay I guess!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
