I walked in armed with a kind of not-giving-a-shit--my PM asked me to be rep for our office to a meeting about issues with the new computer system we're using. I had two new clerks to train. People at the office had an odd idea that I knew what I was doing. And I bought a new dress and shoes to commemorate my bonus, and I felt like, really, my entire self-worth was not riding on this moment. My shoes rocked. They really did.
Then I went to Thundercloud Sub and bought brownies and cookies and a sandwich, to complete my ritual. Ate the brownie. Ignored the egg salad.
At five, while doing set-up for the next day, my supervisor paged me to her office, where she handed me the phone. I had the job.
Yes, so you can say, I had a good day yesterday.
Student loan consolidation is still giving me crap, but right now? I am going to training mid-month and I am *happy* with the world. I am *blissful* with the world. I *like* the world a lot. I want to buy it smiley faces and brownies and write it long romance novels full of angst and true love. Because the world is just that cool.
I also need a beta, if I can ever get out of this weird--and let me say this again, *weird*--block I have with this idiotic story. God, I hate trying to write for an unfamiliar fandom. It just makes me itch. Itch, itch, itch. *sighs* Plus, you know, unfamiliar canon. Or any canon, for that matter. Gah.
Stupid non-sense-making story.
But! Job! More money! Whee!