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[rocknload]

Bridgette went through my clothes this morning while I was asleep and wore the clothes I was planning on wearing to the interview to... high school. This means I have to go to it in the oxymoronic state of formal slacks and no bra.

Goddamnit.

Edit: "If you want this job, it's yours." Manager man, that's the best news I've heard in a week.

... Actually, I don't feel any less stressed, because evidently my life is about to become complicated and shit, but whatever. I GOT A JOB.

More editing: It's really quite hilarious listening to my brother and his guy friends explain that they think I got the job based on what I look like, while managing to make sure their lectures aren't remotely complimentary. Thanks, guys, really. Thanks.

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[unicorn]

Running short distances braless isn't bad! Riding a horse at a trot? OUCH. Prolonged periods of jogging too, probably.

[halfling-rogue.livejournal.com]

Jumping jacks were made of SUCK in gym class.

[rocknload.livejournal.com]

Actually, when I was used to wearing a bra all the time, running and leaping and stuff actually would hurt a bit! Not a lot, but some! But now I go without a lot (just, yeah, not normally to job interviews) and I don't think anything really bothers me...