the interview went off just fine. they don't pay as much as i thought they did, so i have to decide how much self respect i have versus the need for cash. hopefully the gallery people will get in touch soon. atleast that would be interesting.
my mom has planned my memorial day weekend for me, and it involves going home and then hanging out with her in portland. only she thinks that memorial day is next weekend, and really it's two weekends away. i wonder how i'm going to explain it to her.
i've been collecting the cute animal pictures from my days of ireland calendar. and then yesterday one of the high-ups inthe bank asked if i like horses. and since i hardly ever think of horses, because i'm not 12, i said no. hence he pointed at my virtul farm and said "what about those?". well, how do you explain to a bank high up that doesn't know your name that you just thought the sheep was funny, and then he needed a friend so you put up the goat, and then you felt bad about throwing away the horse because his kindred got honoured positions taped to the counter. so you just say "uhh, i like animals" in a lame sort of way. and then any respect or intellectual level that may have been attained or even hoped to have been attained between you and the higher ups is dashed. all because of the stupid horses.