this. context.

So not thirty minutes after I tell someone to ignore anonmeme because it's epic douchery (and my point is only proven in the context link -_- ), I get informed of the above.

I'm floored. I mean, wut?! I'm always so utterly worried about Loof's characterization, because of...whatever, no one wants to hear it. not that anyone wants to hear the rest of it, lol

orz

This so made my day.

(also: Moonlocket is not dying! It's just fine, thank you.)

So I got the job. OMFG yay. Thanks for the luck you gaiz. XD ♥

Today's my first day. I'm getting ready to leave soon, but I thought I'd lj a bit to calm myself down. I'm sure I'll do all right, I'm just kinda like...squee. And nervous. And squee. Seriously, what better-fitting job is there for me?

So I went to an art gallery opening last night for the local art council. ...PFFFFT. The artist, I liked. But it wasn't anything but a few people who knew each other getting together and getting drunk off wine. In addition to that, the director (who ripped my portfolio the day before. Not critiqued, ripped. Apart.) humiliated me in front of everyone because the judge of an upcoming art show invited me in to be a judge, thanks to my knowledge of anime. I was a little pissed. Not because the guy tore me a new one just to be superior in front of his peers, but because I didn't have my portfolio with me to defend myself. This "gentleman" has done nothing to show to me that he's anything but a bag of hot air. I've seen none of his work to give him credit. So. *Shrug*

I didn't cry or anything! And it was my first time getting publicly humiliated over my art. ♥ Go Rico. -_-; (The guy was seriously a jackass)

Anyway. Off to work. Eee. ♥♥♥

Wow, it's been so long since I've updated! o_o; I could promise to write an entry explaining at length all the shit that's gone on since I posted last...but I know that won't happen. XD

So here's the ( condensed version )

( The point of the entry in the first place )

So. Guess who got threatened with a gun last night?

Yep. Fun stuff, eh?

I was at my best friend's boyfriend's house, and his father suddenly and randomly starts telling him to "get his damn shit out now" and not to smart off or he was going to "pop a cap in his ass". And yes. He has a gun. He had the gun in his hand. And he told my friend and I if we smarted off he'd "fucking shoot us". Oh yes, and he was drunk. Not a good evening. (My friend and the boyfriend pressed charges)

I have work in a couple of hours too, and I'm already yawning. We didn't leave the police station till 11:30. I'm still trying to figure out a solution to the omgwtf foot pain I'm experiencing trouncing about on that unforgiving floor.

I suppose that's it from me today. Everyone at Econtra, T_T I miss you!

The salmon thing on AIM is starting to piss me off.

Anyone else been victim to it?