*flails!!!!*

Gah. I'm so freaked. What's professional attire? I bet I can't wear my Red Hood or Spoiler earrings. ;-; I-I have to be there 15 minutes early, the ride will be at least 40 minutes if we don't get lost, and the interview says to leave 90 minutes in your schedule for the interview!

*flails madly* And I had to take a bath in the dark because the light bulb in the bathroom went out, and I have no fucking clue where to find the light bulbs without breaking my neck (probably) let alone putting the light bulb in without breaking my neck. A broken neck would not lead to a good interview.

And and I have no idea what to wear or to eat so my stomach isn't angry and and and-! ;-; And Ides of MARCH. Nothing good can come of that. And I just wanna curl up with some Steph/Tim fic and the comics and tell the world to go awaaaay. I'm on Spring Break! I don't need this.

...and art bitch better fucking contact me or I'm going wring her little neck. ;-; She's been out of contact with me AND Heather, so who the hell does she talk to that's not at college with her!? I don't trust her judgment with boys. Nothing good could have happened without me to consult her on her social escapades! Argh. ;-;

...also, wtf, I have done anything remotely Jason related lately. Like at all. I must be ill. I've only been RPing Steph het lately. Obviously, I've been replaced by a pod person. ;-;

Ugh...

So, not going to the interview. I got stressed for nothing, but I don't think I would have gotten there presentable anyway. Mom gave me an out, but she doesn't stay firm on anything, but you DO NOT give me an out. I cling to those. ;-; Ah whatever.

Anyway, this place was essentially door to door knife selling. I'm not cut out for that... Pun, why yes I made one. And you know, I'm on Spring Break. There should be no stress here. Ugh. And I'm calling the art bitch. And she will answer. And we will hang out, and I want some goddamn Steph/Tim porn. ;-;

...and I think I made my Jason!muse cry by giving his Timmy away to a chick. ;-;