"Don't touch me there somemore" was just something that my friend Steve used to say back in high school. It was funny at the time - but now that I've actually started thinking on it, it really doesn't make any sense now, does it? This is going to be a short entry, because I'll have the first part of Dictator to come right after it, but uhm ... what to say? The job interview went well - it only lasted for about ten minutes, though. They seemed very cheerful, and it went so quickly because, well, I just froze up when they asked me "do you have any questions for us?" Well, yeah, uhm ... that question always throws me a little off guard. I have questions, yes, but some of them I'm just too afraid to ask - concerning the job - because I don't want to sound too ambitious, you know? God, I'm so paranoid about what people think of me that I don't even ask questions like "if I get the job, what hours would I have?" or "are you lenient toward someone attending summer classes?" And it's not just job interview questions, it's normal everyday questions ... like when I'm at the supermarket, I'm always so EXTREMELY shy that I can't go up to one of the staff members to ask for help. And when I do, it usually takes a huge pep talk from myself and about five minutes of me standing in an aisle by myself trying to think of just the right way to word my question and ... Yeah. I'm paranoid. I admit it. Yes, I worry. I admit that, too. I worry too much? Yeah, that too. Maybe. Just a little. Anyway ... uhm, yeah. The interview went well. I came home. David just left for work and still no phone call from Paul - that's okay, I guess. I want to fix myself some dinner because I haven't eaten all DAY, I've been so nervous. I have to eat something, right? Even though I don't want to. I'm afraid I'll just puke it right back up. And this new choker is killing me. Sure, it looks pretty and it's comfortable for the first five hours it's on ... but now it's kind of weird. Probably because it's metal ... and I'm not used to wearing metal chokers. Anyway ... I think I'm done with this entry and ... uhm ... the next thing I post should be the first part of Dictator. Don't worry, there's a LOT of parts, they're not all too terribly long, either. Oh, and ... thanks, to everyone who has been commenting. Just ... thanks. 19 DAYS UNTIL MIDSUMMER CELEBRATION! Blessed be.