Tonight I'm drinking cheap red wine out of a glass. Impressive, isn't it? Forgive me for any misspellings or drunken ramblings because I'm on my 3rd glass of Little Penguin wine.
I got a job offer from American Express as a Group Air Reservation Manager - that long title has to pay pretty well, right? It's in Phoenix, Arizona which is getting close to my goal of being in Cali, but since it's the first (of many, I hope) job offers, I haven't said yes yet. I have about a month an a half until I graduate to make my decision and I know that where ever I end up it'll be a lot better than LOLCruiseBrothers, that's for sure. I told Christian about the Amex job and he said congrats, upon which I told him that I'm going to kidnap him and bring him with me. His reply:
"Sounds good to me! I'm yours"
Now, does that signify a relationship? We still have yet to properly establish anything about what we're doing so I'm not sure how to proceed. He's apparently going to come over tonight as I've drunkenly demanded that he show up after work and make out with me, so I suppose tonight would be a good time to mention what's going on. That way since I'm drunk, if things turn out bad then I won't really remember it and/or care, but if things turn out good...well hopefully I'll remember that. In any case, whether he shows up or not, I'm going to continue drinking my wine, listening to Bloc Party, and preparing myself for giving a dramatic "I quit asshole!" statement tomorrow at work.
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Interesting to know.
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