I had a job interview today at 11. I don't want to get my hopes up, though I felt it went very well. Lets just say that, for where I'm at in my life, this would be a dream job. I would also have the title of a photographer. I have a second phone interview, and once I pass the background check, I find out if I got it.

I went car shopping today. I couldn't resist. I'm only an arm's reach away from my Ion Coupe. I went to the Saturn dealership here, they didn't have the exact one I wanted, BUT the one in Ann Arbor does. That's where we got my dad's Saturn. So we're all tight and shit with a sales lady there who could give me some pretty sweet deal for trading in my piece of shit 94 which apparently, according to the dealership, is not a complete piece of shit. I told them I bet they'd only give me $20 for it. They said maybe a little bit more!

Just because swans mate for life, I don't think its that big a deal. First of all, if you're a swan, you're probably not going to find a swan that looks much better than the one you've got, so why not mate for life?

On that note, I should kick off my heels and let down my hair cause somebody's going out car shopping again.