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I stressed most of the weekend about possibly starting a new job. Sunday evening the worst of it was finally mostly over and I started actually looking forward to it. I began thinking that I really might be decent at tech support and that it will be a good way to finally get my foot in the door of the IT world. Andrea and I had bought some new clothes for me (amongst the work related thrift store finds we also snagged a pair of velvet jeans for me. Slick!) and I got them all laid out and ready to go this morning in case they called me.

Now it's 1:30 and I haven't heard from them yet and I'm getting nervous. They said I'd hear back early next week and all five people I interviewed with seemed to really like me and all and it seemed really likely I'd get this job. I know it doesn't make sense to worry quite yet. Still, I have all these terrible scenarios running through my head to explain why I haven't been called about coming in yet. Were my references bad or did someone decided my hair is too long or did they somehow find out that I was late too often to the place that hired me from Kelly Services until I realized my schedule just wasn't working out, or... or... *shrug* I'm stressed. But that's me. I guess I just have to wait 'till I hear.

In the meantime, since I'm home, and writing copy for a bunch of junk to put on ebay. The clothes situation is a bit much for me to deal with at the moment; Andrea was looking for her chemise during the weekend and managed to trap herself under the overloaded clothes bar in our closet when it collapsed on top of her. She's ok but I now have frightening amounts of clothing on the floor of the closet that I'm just not quite sure how to deal with right now. Instead, I'm starting on getting a different category of stuff dealt with; ebayable goods that need to get started on their path out of our apartment.

Faire was good this weekend. Last weekend was not very good for me and I probably ended up looking like a complete dork to the shopowner's friend who was in from Bristol to take care of things in her absence as I just sat around the shop or napped in the back when I didn't feel like dealing with people. (He's back again this weekend; he's very flashy and rather the opposite of me that way and makes me feel kind of plain. I like him; he's just very grandiose and extravagant and charismatic and it makes me conscious of the fact that I'm, well, not really so much.)

This weekend was much better. Saturday morning was spent hanging around the faire with chernabog69 continued to dress people up in velvet a few yards away. 'Becca is cute. So is chernabog69. *grin* the rest of the day was fairly non-descript until that evening.

My raccoon and I got together at jenx and cjdoyle's house with, chernabog69, lachupacabra, and others whose names I'd have to get from her. We sat around the garage and watched The Wizard of Oz accompanied by Pink Floyd's 'The Dark Side of the Moon'. It was neat. Some of the synchronicity was pretty amazing. The best part of the evening was sitting on the grass in the dark as the movie ran, projected on the garage door. My star sat next to me and I took out my brush and spend a while brushing and smoothing her pretty long hair. In time, wooisme put her head on my lap and fell asleep on me, snuggled up under a blanket. I petted her hair and, for a while, chernabog69, who was sitting next to me with her husband, did the same. Snuggles and petting makes a happy doggy. It's too bad Andrea wasn't awake to enjoy it. I did enjoy my own bit of reciprocated hair petting later with Dee her as the lot of us stood around the living room and talked about such strange and varied topics as the oddly prevalent connection between ren faires, star trek, and BDSM. (I am somewhat frightened by the idea of a Klingon Gorean master and I haven't even read the Gor books! I remember my dad telling me they're all the same after the first three or four anyway...) Andrea and I agree; we need to go out and do things like this more often. It's so good to spend time with friends.

(Hmm, somebody just knocked on my door to get a key to the downstairs storage locker. I went down with them to make sure things were legitimate. There's a group down there who are finally fixing the drain that backs up everytime someone does a load of laundry and they needed to get to a standpipe inside our storage room. Yay, no more water on the floor!)

Sunday was the second day that our co-worker, Therese, has failed to either show up for work at faire or tell us why. She's not going to be back next weekend either. In fact, at the end of the day, she offered to hire me! I told her that, though I'd be happy to work for her on weekends I'm available, I'm probably starting a new job and can't be entirely sure of my schedule over the next few months. She was cool with that; then she even paid me for that day! I took it in tights. (No, I didn't say I took it in the tights, I took my pay in tights. I know what some of you were thinking, you dirty minded people you...) Now I have pretty midnight blue tights to go with the beautiful midnight blue leather Pendragon doublet I have my eye on. Those would look so good with the boots I want from Son of Sandlar. I could seriously spend about $2000 on garb if I had it to blow...
So it seems that both my love and I will get to dress people in pretty velvet things for most of the run of MiRF. Whee!

I need to note that my renniegrrl was really quite stunning in her garb on Sunday. The Moresca pirate bodice with her grey chemise; hot!

(Woohoo! Just got a call from Techteam global; I'm hired! I'm filling out the paperwork tomorrow at 1:30 and then I'm starting on Monday the 13th. Beautiful! Because the crazed body language I'm currently exhibiting probably won't translate very well into text, I will simply say that I am massively relieved to have an income source for multiple reasons. There is nothing more important to me than taking care of my dear one and I know she felt uncomfortable about me not working, whatever she told me.)

This is getting really long. Sorry. I do that. I'm done now. I'm wearing my velvet pants and velvet shirt to school tonight to celebrate having a job. Mmmmm, velvet... *giggle*