I swear, I really think my family has secret meetings to find out when I WON'T be home and makes dinner reservations for those times. This is like the third night that I come home from class and my family is all out for dinner. Those assholes.

Today I had my interview at Biscuit. It didn't go so well, first of all, the sign on their door said looking for LONG TERM emoployees (long term was even underlined). I decided to be honest, when she asked me how long I planned to stay I said "i'm probably moving in 6 to 8 weeks". She looked at me as if to say "there is no way you're gettin hired" and I looked back akwardly because we both know my resume was getting a giant "x" through it. It would have been fun to work there but i'm sure there is someone else who wants it more and probably deserves it. oh well. Either way, I was dressed to kill and I said smart things during the interview. BAM!

Now i'm off to learn about feminine mysticism and witch hunts.