Next Bidder please...

So, why do I feel like I sold my soul to the devil?
Wait...to late...MFF has had it for years now..

I took the job. You know the one I've bitched and moaned about for months. The one where boss lady annoys me and we can't find a decent receptionist to save our lives? Yup, that would be the one. I start...erm... today. They were gonna start me Monday, but starting me today means I get one whole vacation day next year. wooohooo. But 2005 I get 10 days, so it's not all bad. I guess. I could have got better money, I could have got something closer, I could have a lot of things. It's something. I should be happy. I'm indifferent. Maybe this vertigo thing I start tuesday (let's not get started on THAT now) has thrown me for a loop this week. I'm even indifferent about the concert tonight. I was brain numbingly excited a month ago. Today? Eh, I'm going. I'm not gonna back out (I like having my throat in place thankyouverymuch) and it's not that I think I'm gonna have a bad time, I've just been _off_ my game all week and I hate that. Maybe tonight will kick me back over, maybe by monday I won't feel like I sold my soul.

Besides, I have to be happy for Misti. :D She got the new job, she's gonna have a great weekend, and so I am. Do I have any other choice? :)