well apparently none of you like porn.
so i applied to a job at this small publishing house in berkeley called stone bridge press. and i think i might get an interview next week. how exciting is that? pretty damn sweet, lemme tell you. of course, it’s only 20 hours/week, $10/hour, no benefits, and possibly the boss is a little too intense. sigh. why can no job be perfect? why must working suck so much ass?
My sister might have worked at that same place a few years ago… I’ll give you the inside dope if so.
what kind of inside dope? like actual dope that is taped to the underside of a the desk? give me the dope, sean-e-boy-o. i like to hear all about it.