Ritzy business.

Tonight I swapped some shirts with Ryan, then went to the Ritz with Adriana and her gang. It was like Old Times. "Old Times", being seven months ago. Sometimes time flies and sometimes it drags. I think it has something to do with anticipation. Having something to look forward to.

I've been putting job applications in everywhere. Yesterday I got my first response. I went to the interview and made a pretty good impression, I think. One of the interviewing managers shares my love for photography. We talked about that some. I've only got a few hundred dollars left in the bank. Snagging this job would mean that I can pay rent next month. Snagging this job would mean that I can survive.

I haven't heard back from them yet.

Ring, phone, ring.

My phone didn't ring tonight. I instead drove over to Ben's house, fed Goblin (the cat), and watched the rest of the Alien(s) series. Goblin laid on my chest and we shared warmth as we watched parasitic aliens burst from their host's chests.

A good time was had by all.

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