I got the job! I got the job! I got the job!

I got the job! I got the job! I got the job! I got the jaerb! I got the job!

Time to move to the beach... although I broke the news to the art club last night, and I cried. This is going to be incredibly hard, but wonderful all at the same time. Stupid mixed emotions, why can't I be simple like our recently departed aquatic frog, Tangent?