I like my new background. I think. Hopefully everyone can tell what it is. For those of you who don't know, it's a Chevy Bowtie. Meow. Jeff lied to me yet surprised me Saturday night when he came home after telling me his boss was making him stay until Wednesday. Dickhole. I was pissed that he played that whole thing on me yet so fucking happy and relieved that he was finally home. I love him so much. He has no idea how much I missed him. He's looking for another job, to say the least. He still has the one he has, he's just looking for another one to "switch" over to. He doesn't like the job he has and I don't blame him. It was full of nothing but lies. Oh well. His paycheck tomorrow will be fucking HUGE. But he has bills to pay. Of course. He bought two ferrets yesterday. Two. My god. We have a goddamn zoo for a fucking house, I swear. We love animals though. Which I guess, can be a good thing? Meh. My car's acting up bad. The carbeurator just keeps getting worse and worse. I need to change out those filters but of course, no $. I really need this job at Old Navy. Yeah. I'm pretty much gauranteed the job, from what one of the managers told me. Everything on my application was exactly what she was looking for. So I should be expecting a phone call here pretty soon for an interview, the drug test, orientation, and all that good shit. I think it would be fun. It's not as big as Target and deals with nothing but clothing. Instead of everything else. So hopefully, with my fingers crossed, this will work. I really need this job. Well I'll be damned.