So I got fired from my job. It was jackassery. Basically saying that I was going to be out of town for a two days a month in the future was unacceptable. The whole thing was pretty much a fiasco all around (the job itself included). This morning, at a temp agency, the recruiter was going over the details of a job I hope to get and I mentioned that I’d be out of town at the end of the month and she said, “I’m sure it’s fine, I mean, it’s a part-time job and a wedding,” her tone implying that everyone would understand where the importance was in that situation. Which, yeah, sums up how I feel. Giant events in loved one’s lives or shitty-ass easily replaceable job? Hmm…

But job hunting is the suck and money is an absolute necessity, so I do need to find me some of that and fast. Keep your fingers crossed for this job, or I’ll be here trying to guilt y’all into buying jewelry for everyone you know so K and I can continue to have electricty and, you know, eat.

Speaking of K, her new book comes out April 3, so you better go pre-order in case the world gets wise to her genius immediately and it sells out all fast.

Also, it’s spring, there’s no denying it.

Spent a lovely weekend in K-town with Rhi and Mr. Rhi, Jed, Pun and Sir Pun, and Rhi’s delightful pixiebabygirl. It was lovely and the food and company were good. What more could anyone want? Well, I got my first sunburn of the season too, which is excellent, as, you know, SPRING!