I HAVE A JOB INTERVIEW TOMORROW!!! FOR A JOB THAT I SUBMITTED AN ONLINE APPLICATION TO LIKE, THREE HOURS AGO. AND IT WAS ONE OF MY FIRST CHOICES, TOO.

OMG PLEASE LET ME GET THIS JOB AND PLEASE DO NOT SUCK THIS TIME. ;_______;

lol, I started this application on Friday, and ran out of library time and was only able to complete it today. It had one of those really annoying questionnaires/skills assessment thingies that ask you the same question over and over and I was so ready to ragequit the damned thing.

JUST. YAY!

So, it looks like I won't get the position they were advertising for, but they will probably hire me as a line cook. The pay isn't as good, but it's better than what I make now. And I've already got a possible roommate lined up. So things are getting better.

My hot sauce is becoming very popular! So far I've given away two batches and I've got a third one going now. Thankfully it's very cheap to make, so I just bought a bunch of plastic squeezy bottles (also cheap!) and that's what I'll give out as Christmas presents this year.

Well, my roommate's boyfriend is moving in with us. I mind, but I don't mind. I'd still rather live alone, but having bills and rent split in thirds is going to be a big help. I'm going job hunting again tomorrow; I'm really getting desperate for a second job. If I could count on my current one to give me decent hours (or a living wage) I wouldn't bother, because even though it sucks, it's money. But, yeah. This time instead of classy restaurants (because they are absolutely doing all they can to stay afloat, no luck with them at all) I'm going to all the tacky chains, places that have bars and serve cheap food. Applebee's, Chile's, etc will never go out of business. At least, not as long as they hold onto their liquor licenses. I hope to god it doesn't come to the point where I end up in fast food hell again. Oh, but I finally found a way to get all my furniture up from Gulf Shores. It's only been, what, three weeks we've been moved? -__-

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So the place that I thought didn't want to hire now wants to hire me because someone quit this morning!  They gave me a call back and want me to go on a second interview next Tuesday!  Job hunting WIN!!!

Of course the interview could have been tomorrow but the probability of snow killed that.  One more reason to hate snow.  Grrr.

So here I am. Again. Living with my parents. Stupid economy.

My god, this house is falling apart. They live in a mobile home and it's just a piece of crap. And they're still paying off the mortgage. There are spots in the floor where the wood is rotting through--there's a place in the kitchen where one of my cousins actually stepped through the floor! The carpet is worn almost completely through in places (they've been covered with rugs), and the linoleum in the kitchen is peeling away. The bathroom--dear god, the bathroom. The bathtub is separating from the wall and the wall paper is peeling off the walls, and there's mold and mildew on the walls because the fan doesn't work, plus it's always humid here, anyway. Oh yes, and the septic tank likes to act up now and then--lovely, that.

They never meant to live here permantly. When they bought this land they were planning to build on it, but they never had the money. Finally the place we were renting was sold and we had to move. So they bough this trailer (used, from the repo place) and put it out here. Of course they're teachers, so they don't make much money, and now they've declared bankruptcy. Who knows how much longer they'll have to live in this dump.

Jobs are proving a little harder to come by. No one wants to hire me now, they want to wait until after New Year. Ugh. I need a job now, dammit, not in another month. But at least I know of people who actually want to hire me. Actually I seem to be a desirable job candidate, because of my previous experience catering banquets. I'm not exactly thrilled at the thought of doing that again, but whatever, I'm not picky.

And to top it all off, I had to leave my books in storage. There just wasn't room in my car. *sob*

If I needed any more proof that I'm doing the right thing, the first day of class was it. I loved it. I had such a great time, and got free dinner on top of it. We jumped right into things, and I was relieved to see that my knife skills are neither the worst nor the best. I am very good at slicing carrots and dicing garlic, but potatoes--harder than they look. Of course that was all the fancy cuts used for garnishing, not just dicing them up for soup or salad or whatever. I think I made a very good showing of myself for the first day. Today was sanitation and safety, and it is shaping up to be a fair bitch, and waaaaay harder than you would think it would be. Ugh, and public speaking was today too. Tell me, how the hell I was able to squeak by without taking public speaking as an English major, but need it to graduate with a culinary degree? I have one more class on Thursday (my internship class) and then that'll be it.

So on to the job situation. Still haven't heard back about the salad bar job. I hope that even if I don't get it they have the decency to tell me that, and not just leave me hanging. But the fast food job interview was today, and that looks very promising. I think I did pretty good, and the manager...! I so so so want to work for her. She seems like someone I could be friends with outside of work. We just clicked. We're the same age, and we even live in the same apartment complex! If I get that job I won't be as upset if I don't get the other.

And for the record, I'm pretty sure that there aren't any franchises outside the Southeast. It's like, I don't quite know how to put it, like upscale fast food. Definately not on the same level as McKing. And I'll go on a limb and give a hint in case anyone might know what I'm talking about: they only serve chicken. And they're closed Sunday (which god I need that).

Oh, and the balance of my student loans is being mailed as I type. It has never come to me this early; I was expecting to recieve it in September. So if that comes in this week or even next I won't be quite so desperate for a job, although I still need one for my internship (and a fast food place, sadly, will not suffice for that). So...things continue to look up.

I have another job interview, this time on Tuesday.

I was thinking on Thursday night, that even if I did get the salad bar job, I should keep looking for a fast food job and work the breakfast shift, because I still need to save money for summer semester (thanks again for shorting me, Uncle Sam). There is one fast food place that if I had to do fast food, then this would be it. And that is the place that called me yesterday about an interview. It would be perfect; I can pay the bills and live on the salad bar job, and save all the fast food money for college. And once I had enough saved I could just quit and have a life again. See? Perfect.

Things are coming together again. I just...it's amazing. All I need to do is actually get the jobs and I'll know for certain the universe doesn't hate me, or that I wasn't a serial killer in a previous life and am being punished for it in this one.

Now it is kitty time! I buy them toys, and what do they end up playing with? A piece of straw. >_< Idiots.

So for the time being it appears that noon is my library/internet time. Hello again. I don't know how depressed I still feel but I'm expecting a call today from a place (discretion prevents me from naming names) that will either say, "You are hired" or "You are not hired". I had to pick now, of all times, to move to a tourist town. The end of fucking summer when no one needs any help. I am even branching out into retail stores. I mean a place like Office Depot wouldn't really need seasonal help, would they? Office Depot? Come on. Um. And Wal-Mart. Look, I'm fucking desperate, okay? Sheesh. Don't look at me like that!

If it wasn't for my class schedule I'd even go back to office/clerical work, which lord knows I have plenty of experience in. But it just wouldn't work with a M-F, 9-5 type job. No way I'd be able to work enough hours.

So, because things have been crappy, I don't have tv and I only get an hour a day online, I went ahead and against all better judgement checked out some books. I promise I will not read them when I should be job hunting, and I won't stay up late to read them and then not get up and look for work the next day. They are The Mage Hound by Elaine Cunningham, (who was a contributing author to the Sails and Sorcery anthology), and Baudolino by Umberto Eco, historical fiction.

My math-hating brain likes this one, lots.

There is bad news and good news. Bad news first: my house is possibly going to be sold by next month. Just out of the blue, this couple I knew and lost touch with want to buy it. I have no idea why. I knew the house was for sale, but I figured with this market it wouldn't matter, especially since it's small and not in a good location; not to mention it's defiantely a fixer-upper, and the yard looks like hell.

But on the bright side, the woman just quit her job editing the catalogue for some store that sells some stuff, I don't care, the point is she put in a good word for me and maybe, just maybe I could have job as an editor--not the fun kind, yeah, but this will give me work experience that is actually pertinent to the career I hope to one day have. So I can't get too mad at them for possibly buying the house.

But still, ya know? It sucks.