Clearly spectacular

After four interviews and a phone screening, I’ve gotten the job at McKinney. You wouldn’t think they would take so much time to hire a receptionist. I am very happy to have a job since I had turned my two weeks in without having one lined up. A little sketchy, but I guess that tells you how much I was ready to get out of retail. I swear to god, if I make anything out of myself it will be a true success story: “College drop out, who was stuck in retail, thrilled to be hired to answer phones at the age of 24–Surprised by his success in porn.”

The celebration that followed yesterday evening was spectacular. Not only did we celebrate the new job, but Brandon turned 19. It was interesting sneaking him into bars, and his small stature was surprisingly not a problem. I think one highlight may have been when he carried two Bud Lite tallboys out onto the dance floor–twice. He was heavily intoxicated by the end.

Angie and Tina came and I got to make up for the mistake of missing Family Dinner on so many occasions. I think the sweat I poured out on dance floor more than makes up for my non-presence over the past few Mondays. I am wrong? I don’t know which of you came first, but the chicken and the egg definitely weren’t there, so they’re not even under consideration. Also, I don’t fuck with chickens or eggs.