"Our policy is to insist on a drug test 24 hours after an offer has been accepted." Damn you, Target. Damn you! Why? Why did you have to? So I guess I won't be getting a job there. Not anytime soon. Maybe in a few months. Maybe? Damnit. I was so close to finally being happy with getting hired and BOOM! he had to go and say those sweet magical words: "We drug test." Damn me! damn me to hell! No, damn the drugs man. Damn them. I knew my addictions would catch up to me sooner or later. Now I have to go to WES tonight and sit there for 5 hours. [while my paper sits at home not being written.] Oh hell. Oh sweet, un-yielding hell. (yeilding?) So anyways. SEB and I hung out yesterday. we walked around the mall. half-drunk and half-dillusional. SEB is going to see Mr. K. She can't wait. me either in a way. It'll be good for her, I hope. She's sounding happier than she's sounded in a long time. Things are improving. Improving for almost everyone. I finally got a job, well 3. SEB heard from K and got dumped by J. Hmm...well I guess things are improving for just SEB and I. (and that's fine). I spoke to Brandon last night. I don't know why. but we chatted quite a bit. He talked about Wen and her (WHORE) characteristics. I told him to get some balls. to be straight with her. She's giving him sex while she's living with another guy. (supporting = living) Wen is a ho. Worst of all, she's a ho with no common sense and no survival skills. She relies on men. for her it's better to pay for love than to earn it. It's sad really. Sad. Brandon also made some very questionable remarks to me. like usual. "How about we have some phone sex." Man, that kid still cracks me up. Seriously. So I go to training tonight. 6 until 11 in the p.m. I'm not thrilled about it. Nor nervous. Or apprehensive. I'm [BLAH]. The whole Tar-Get thing put me in a down mood. I would've loved to have that job, but I'm not going to risk failing the piss-test. A tarnishing (F) on my sobriety would only make things worse. indeed. (I will not comment or think about PRD.) So I guess now I'll log off the old computer. Throw some clothes in the washer. Eat some (home-made) chicken nuggets. Get a shower afterwards. And chill until it's time to go. "Light a candle for my soul..." DFN.