"Well, I like him better than you, so we're even."

I had a really insane dream last night where I was running around at a ren faire, and saw like a hundred people that I knew, dating back to middle school, and half of them wore outfits that made *no* sense in the context of a ren faire. This guy I had a crush on in middle school was running around in this weird polynesian getup, and my old French teacher was wearing a clown costume, and I was just running around in shorts and my new Hot Space Station Justice shirt. Fashion sense! :D

At one point, I told some chick that her Luna Sea sheet music was from an album from their early days, but apparently my subconscious made up a lost album or something, because there is no Luna Sea album called "Baiser." ::rotfl::

Also, this git who used to make fun of me in 9th grade ate like 20 corndogs, and then proceeded to beat the tar out of the guy running the corndog stand when he ran out of corndogs. And the Home Improvement kids were brawling with Haley Joel Osment using wooden swords in the center arena. WTF?

And my MOM was there, shopping for vegetables! I asked her if she needed to find the bathroom, because we were right by it, but she said no. And then, maybe 2 minutes later, after there were about 300 people between us and the bathroom we'd previously been near, she started looking for the bathroom. I WAS SO ANNOYED. ADKSFLDKFHKALSDFH

My brain is a scary, scary place.

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But anyway, back to the real world. I spent most of yesterday RPing--my character didn't kick as much ass as usual, mostly because the guys kept spending action dice out the yang to get past my hide check. Hmph! ;p But I played her drunk for a little while, and that was pretty fun. ::rotfl::

I went to work after that, and it was pretty busy, but not too bad. We actually made some tips, which was terribly nice after the long, boring quiet of summer. I suppose this means that the kids are finally starting to come back, with fat financial aid checks and gifts from mom and dad in their back pockets. Of course, there will be the usual tip drought come winter, but I'll enjoy this while I still can.

While driving around on Friday evening, I stopped at an intersection, and a whole pack of, say, 30-40 people in flaming red dresses, presumably going to Eugene Celebration together, crossed the street in front of me. It took about 30 seconds before I realized that a good half of them were actually men. ::asdlfkhdlfhalkdfasdflhk::

Anyhoo, I have much left to do before my shift at 10, so I'd better hop to.

"Our chief weapon is surprise! ...Surprise and fear... fear and surprise..."

So, I just submitted an online application for that web designer job at Datahost that I reallyreally want. Would you believe that I spent over four hours on the application? That either says that it was a really involved application, or that I'm way too anal-retentive and perfectionistic. ::laughs::

I'm already getting pretty nervous. I think I'm really qualified for this, and I dare say that I could bring them a lot of useful skills that they might not even have right now.

But, there's just one question on the app that's eating at me, because I didn't know a good answer to it--it asked how I would go about backing up an entire web site that resides on a Unix server. Now, I generally FTP everything up and down, but I *know* there's a smarter way to do it, and I've never done it before. I couldn't find any definitive resources on how to do it, either, and it drives me nuts that I didn't know that question. (incidentally, if anyone reading this *does* know the answer, do share it with me!)

I probably shouldn't worry so much, because I have all of the skills they listed under "Pluses," so I know I have what it takes. I guess I'm just feeling a bit downtrodden and worried about finding a job, especially after the non-response from all the applications I turned in a couple weeks ago. I know it's hard to get *any* kind of job in Eugene, but jeesh, they were just service and retail jobs.

And I reallyreallyreally want this job, too, so increase worry factor 10x. It sounds like I'd be doing *exactly* the kind of work that I already do, and enjoy doing, so I *really* want to at least get an interview with them. It sounds like they'll be setting up interviews soon... FEAR ENGULFS MY SOUL AAAAHHHHH

Anyhoo, I'm at work, now, and it's a pretty slow night. Not a bad thing, by my estimation. :D

I'm listening to LoveLine right now, because Nevada had it on before they left to pick up rides. I don't know why I haven't changed the station yet, but man, I can't believe the crap people ask on this show. Some chick just called in, saying she heard that she could take 5 birth control pills one day, and then take 5 the next day, and it would do the same thing as taking one every day! Um, hi? They write the directions that way for a reason, people!

I think that's all for now. ::poof::

EDIT: Another boring list of things I have to do tomorrow:
--call and check on status of sewing machine repairs
--go to DMV and transfer car title
--fold the damned laundry
--more freelancing