Why, hello LiveJournaling device. How are you, old friend? I've decided to stop in for a quick visit. I'm not quite sure how much I really need to update, but seriously, why not?
As some of you may know, Farmer Jack and I no longer seem to be on speaking terms. He was great for the last five years, but sometimes it's just better to move on. Though, that time never came. He's a bastard and decided to leave me behind, broken and useless. Apparently I took the Fresh Challenge thing a little too seriously, and he wasn't hip to that. Whatever. He said he'd call, but he hasn't. I'm a modern boy and I don't plan on spending any more time by the phone waiting for something that may never come. Even if it breaks my heart.
So, I'm dumb. I could have taken a severance package but I didn't because I figured I'd get transferred soon enough and I could just reap the benefits of unemployment. Turns out, unemployment is a lot harder to get than a severance package. Goddamn greedy State. My money has quickly been running out and now I'm kind of in the process of searching for something new. I applied at Borders in Birmingham and a few days later they gave me a call. Yesterday I had my interview with them and it actually went really well, despite the fact that I thought I sucked. I got interviewed by a lady named Tina and she actually seemed to be really awesome. During the interview we talked about the Fiery Furnaces, Harry Potter, and bondage. At the end she told me I seemed really confident and that she really liked me. She did some other things that made me feel like I'd done well, like explaining the dress code in a manner that sorta said "this is what you should wear when you work here." She has to call my references and shit, but I should be getting a call from her next week. I should probably go out and apply for a few more jobs, but I'm stupid and lazy. I don't want to be too confident (even though Tina likes that) but I've got faith in myself and it would be really awesome to have a job at a store I love so much. Plus, discounts. And Maggie. Oh, Maggie.
I have probably watched the
trailer for V for Vendetta like a hundred times now. I just finished up the comic and I really, really, loved it. It's not quite Watchmen, but it's still Alan Moore, which is a good thing. I've decided that what I'm really looking for in a girl is a genuine appreciation of Alan Moore. But, since I'm not actually looking for a girl, I guess I can just forget about that. Anyway, from what I've seen of the trailer, it actually appears that it might be somewhat faithful to the comic, not a complete bastardization like League of Extraordinary Gentlemen. I think V might actually translate fairly well onto the big screen, unlike Watchmen, which will just be terrible if a film version ever gets off the ground. There, now I've managed to write an entire paragraph that only Kyle will understand.
I seem to recall seeing a movie about penguins with my dear friend, Andrew Rusin. Speaking of penguins and Andrew Rusin, things with my darling Jenny have been going exceptionally well, as of late. We went to Canada for her birthday, and it was mostly nice, despite my lack of money and Windsor's lack of restaurants where restaurants should be. It did give us a chance to revise the story of how we met. So, instead of being lame and telling people we met via MySpace, we're going to lie and say we ended up sitting next to each other on a crowded train and that it was very romantic. She also bought me a candle which smells exactly like red Sweet Tarts. I'm not sure if I'm the only person that's ever sniffed Sweet Tarts, but it's probably the best smell ever. I was entirely positive that you could not top a candle with a Kool Aid scent, but it appears that I was wrong. Anyway, I don't have much else to say, but I shall leave you with this picture of the girl. Let me just say, you know you've found someone special when you have a significant other that lets you take pictures of them with a stuffed penguin between their tats, knowing full well that you plan to post it on the internet for all to see.
(This is why I lost my job)