Thank fuck, I've got a job.

Finally, I am no longer unemployed. Tomorrow I shall be starting my splendid new job at the Lakeview Hotel. I will be a housekeeper.

So, a chambermaid.

Maybe if I'm lucky, I'll get to wear this:



... What a slut~

The best part of this job is that I know I'm going to like it. I know all of the girls on the housekeeping staff, the head of housekeeping is my friend's mother, and I'll admit it--I love cleaning. Basically I'm going to get paid to do something that I like all day while either listening to music or watching television. Shit will be cash.

Oh, and people in hotels are notoriously bad at hiding their drugs.

:)

Anywho, I start training tomorrow. Should be fun. I'm just glad to have a source of income again. In a couple of weeks I'll be able to put insurance back on my car and use my BlackBerry again, fuck year.

Maybe I'll get to wear a stylish number like this one?:



I hope Ralph Fiennes checks in and falls in love with me. Shit would be so cash, it would go straight to the bank.



Mmmm.



Oh Ralph, why you gotta be hanging out with Liv? You're both too pretty to be in the same room as one another, obvs.