Thor's Day

First things first: The 'Mojo review is up here. As always, show some love and I'll owe you a drink. (Which would be way easy on me should you happen to be in L.A. on May 10th, when my favorite piano bar hosts an open bar/BBQ from 8p to 10p in celbration of their 3000th MySpace friend. I'm just sayin' - it counts if I bring your free drink to you, right?)

I fell in love this morning. I don't even know what this guy looks like but he had a REPUBLICANS FOR VOLDEMORT bumper sticker right next to his Human Rights Campaign Equal Sign. I think he works in the new Yahoo! building that I pass every day to work. If I see him again, I've resolved to flag him down and snap a picture of it so I can show y'all the proof. Until then just take my word for it - it was hilarious once I put two and two 2gether*.

Third, about that work news yesterday: Do you remember when we were kids and ordered useless junk from the back of a magazine or catalog? Remember how waiting for it and checking the mailbox multiple times a day consumed your existence? That's kind of how I've felt about the work situation for months. And much like when those X-Ray specs arrived and you'd forgotten why exactly they seemed so cool in the first place, I can't put my finger on the oddly mixed feelings I have about my boss leaving. On the one hand, our working relationship sucked. On the other, who knows what's coming next. This could very well involve a major promotion for me. It could also involve someone else taking over and screwing things up even worse than they are now. One way or the other, I won't be in my current position very long. Either things get better (promotion or no) and I stay or they don't and I bail. I've already got some contacts around the ol' place who I think will make it worth my while to transfer. But that's a ways off. And, yes, I do have a certain amount of sympathy for my boss - I guess I am a real boy after all. Stupid Prozac.

Best news ever: FB is officially giving the green light to starting the application process to become my roommate. More than likely, the move-in date isn't until June 1st (or thereabouts), but what better news could there be than having your best friend come to live with you?!?! Granted, I know we're guaranteed to see each other way less, but having my old roommate in the same building with her boyfriend and my best friend just across the hall will go a long way toward making this feel like home.

And there you have it - my brain has officially run out of stuff. But I managed to hold it together for a little post and a movie review. How proud would my mom be of me if she knew about this blog?

See ya on the Fridayside.
-J.

*Sorry, sometimes I just like 2 spell like Prince.

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