all0nblack

Now Playing: Smile - Dzihan and Kamien
Now Reading: The new Al Franken book with the word liar in the title like 10 times.

So, working at Powell's is as amazing as I thought it would be. It's hard as hell to get a job there because of their better than sex benefits, huge employee discounts, and come as you are policy on tattoo's, hair, and clothing. Tomorrow, I'll wear my Vlad the Impaler t shirt, and not have to think about it. Comfort, what a gift. I also found out 187 people applied for the job I got. So, yes. I am that fucking cool.

They don't just hire someone with bookstore experience. For the record, I have none. They hire the total package. They want good people. And, I'm good people. So I got the job.

I took my beard clean off again. Thank goodness. The only reason I ever grow it is when I'm feeling all crappy and lazy. I wish my hair would grow faster. I want my fucking pompadour back. I feel odd without it. I'm trying to take this one day at a time.

Having not worked since last February, and now working in the best place on earth. This, is what feeling good feels like. I like this.