Yesterday was Type O Negative. It was pretty good. A perfect beautiful night for it. The show was at Jannis Landing, a great place for outdoor stuff.
I remember when I first moved out here that the gf and her brother and his gf and I went down on Central and drank at a few bars and passing by it and them telling me about the place and stuff. I remember not getting a good look at it and thinking that was neat. Sometime I should go downtown and walk around just to see stuff.
Anyway, the show was pretty good, the shirt I wanted to get was sold out in my size, so I got a different one and parking was less than I thought it would be and I had enough money to go to toxic hell afterwords and get a couple of burritos.
I am definitely going to move. I got a loan against my 401k to pay for the move and so now I need to get serious about packing and throwing shit away now. I need to do this. I need to. I have spent way too long in that hell hole.
I want a house. Dammit.
I saw this house
, and I thought it was perfect!
And he believes in using organics and no pesticides! Fucking even better!
I am excited! I really hope I get it. It is just down the street from where Carol lives too.
I hope I hope I hope. I need to be serious about this and get my shit together and start packing and cleaning. I need to.
I am interviewing for a voice services supervisor position in the company on Monday I think. Hopefully everything is good and I do well. I need to get a couple of report covers and get my resume all printed out and ready for the do.