fat boy on a diet, don’t try it, i’ll jack your ass like a looter in a riot

my interview went really well.

i’m feeling insane from the manicness. the thought of all my financial problems disappearing is kinda tough to describe.

ive been telling people today that i think i probably have it. i think it went well. i’m almost 100% sure that the fact that i think i might have it probably pretty much makes it impossible now. totally jinxed.

sweet sweet sleeping pills, dragging me back to bed. rest sweet toad, for tomorrow you are still a rogue webdesigner. even if i do get this job, they’re going to fire me as soon as they realize who i am. i mean seriously, how long do you really give me? i think i smell a new poll.

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