The manager at the grocery store I applied to finally got through his paperwork and I've got an interview tomorrow afternoon; I called my last employer to find out why I haven't received my final paycheck (the reason: he forgot to mail it) and he's going to be sending it to me right away; and I've got a date tonight. With the maintenance guy for my apartment. Who's got dark hair and eyes and extensive tattoos down his arms and is quite cute.

ETA: Oh, yeah, and I wrote a story for Merry's Chris challenge--a Harry Potter/Popslash crossover. It has the worst title I've ever come up with in my life, but I'm rather fond of the story.

Unveiled
The cold hands
The sad eyes
The dark Irish silence

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I loved the hell out of that story. So original, and full of details I could feel and taste and see. I want a sequel where they comfort each other on those flannel sheets now, warm up the chill air.
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