Job Interview!

So, wish me luck, people. Got to dash into the city and meet a comedienne (Cory Kahaney, who is evidently sort of famous) who is in need of a personal assistant. So... I'm a little bit nervous. A lotta bit nervous, actually. I mean, this is all exciting and and wonderful and huzzah, you know. But on the same token, I'm fairly sure I suck as a person, and by no means deserve anything like a job. So, terror nips at me.

Amber has promised me some of her extra-special birthday luck, so that can't hurt. PLUS if nothing else, a trip into the city will provide an opportunity to meet up with that Mallory chick who seems unreasonably fond of me. My only regret is that it will be Monday, so I don't get to take a trip down to the nerd store and pick up some of the red and black paint I so desperately need at this point.

Because I'm a fucking dork.