I'm always thinking one step ahead. Like a carpenter that makes stairs.

UM.

I talked to the manager of the Starbucks across from UCF in person today and, okay, she's SO NICE. And pretty much? She said to call her on Tuesday so she can put me on the schedule for the week of the 16th. !!!!! SO I HAVE A JOB. AND. YAY. I'M SO UTTERLY RELIEVED. Plus that's a full week off to get settled over there and whatnot and yeah, SO HAPPY.

We signed the lease todaaaay! It's so PRETTY and OURS. Oh man, I'm gonna have to post pics of when we get it all decorated. We might go a little overboard. HA.

PLUS, Alysha totally got me ( a belated birthday present! )

So freaking tired. Bed sounds like amazingness on an epic scale right now. URGH.

THESE ICONS. AHAHAAA. LAUGHING SO HARD I CRIED, OKAY. Oh, Office, I miss you!

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Two songs.

Mogwai - 2 Rights Make 1 Wrong

I can't quite understand why this song makes me feel the way I do, but it's Mogwai, so I guess there's no real need. Orchestrated rock is a beautiful thing. If you've got big chunky headphones, this would be the song to use them for.

The Bird and the Bee - Polite Dance Song

The Bird and the Bee is SO CUTE. Happy and funky and all around awesome. This is from a small new CD they just released; if anyone wants it in full, let me know!

Oh yeah, like I haven't been watching THIS all day. IT'S TOO MUCH. I CANNOT HANDLE. Alksjdljkf.

I stumbled upon this fic a few days ago, and I cannot. stop. rereading it. I'm pretty sure my most favorite crossovers in SPN are with Neil Gaiman's American Gods, but with His Dark Materials is just perfect, so perfect. And I didn't even HAVE a hugely passionate love for the HDM trilogy, but this is just so much happymaking, omg.

OKAY, so, now that I'm leaving my job (one more shift, woe!) I have to confess I've been having a weird crush-type thing on this guy and it's just, I DUNNO. I've been TOTALLY shamelessly flirting these past couple shifts and it's not like, I dunno, I'm RIDICULOUSLY ATTRACTED to him or anything, he's just sweet and gentlemanly and kinda dorky and he CLEANS UP AFTER HIMSELF on bar; it's nigh impossible to find a boy who's clean on bar. Here's a pic of him I took on my cellphone at Christmas... he was like, HEY, these cup sleeves look like armbands for SUPERHEROES. And went LOL and told him to use his apron as a cape, and yeah. SIGH. In any case, I told him about going to this new store yesterday and how all the girls working there were caked in makeup and gorgeous and how out of place I'd probably feel, and he was all, you don't need to be caked in makeup to be gorgeous, okay? and I was like, mweeeee okay. In conclusion: I LIKE BOYS.

I think I'm gonna brave watching No Rest for the Wicked again tonight. I've only watched it ONCE since it aired. HOLD ME.