i got the job. i’ll have to put in my two weeks’ notice tomorrow. my supervisor’s going to have a meltdown. i’m going to have a meltdown.
i went to jason’s 26th birthday gathering this evening, just half an hour after i got the news. on the drive over i suffered some ugly combination of ultra-rapid-cycle bipolar disorder and full-blown tourettes. then i got there, made a big fuss over the birthday boy, eventually told him the news, and immediately one of his (extremely high) friends started enlightening me about some of the negative aspects i’ve already given plenty of consideration to. the weird thing is, that actually helped. i was in such a crazy place at the moment, trying to process what just happened, and her shitting on it calmed me down and made me feel better about my decision.
it seems like this was meant to happen. i feel more confident about it than i do about most things.