Shake your head it's empty.

Today I had a job interview and normally I'd be all 'yay interview that's pretty good!' and while there's a pretty high chance I could actually get the job I'm just not excited. Could be that I spent a good 15 mins at least staring at a mug while I waited for the manager to come get me. Man, that mug just wasn't doing much for me at all. Then it turned out it was some sort of pre-interview instead and I was talked at for 10 mins about how shifts work. I don't even think I said more than a dozen words before I was being shown out the door.

So I went to Borders and bought a book. It's funny, I picked up Beowulf but ended up buying a book of Gothic Tales by Elizabeth Gaskell. I've done this before, walk into a bookshop in a daze and come home with something I didn't intend to buy. Luckily this time it was actually a book I did want, just not the one I planned on purchasing unlike last time when I came home with some Chinese taoist book. (Mum had to take that one back I was just too embarrassed). Gothic Tales looks pretty good and hopefully the name won't disappoint.

I did perk up when I passed the fearsome American preahing on a stool round the corner. I only heard snippets of his speech but he had a fair crowd. I was fairly impressed until I heard something about the sin of 'fornication' and the crowd giggle at him. There went his credibility.

In other news, I have man hair today.