I've done it.

I've broken my pay-per view cherry. And not even pay per view porn, although now that I know that this isn't that big a deal, I may have to investigate those avenues. When I was growing up we were strictly forbidden to order pay per view. I think we were stealing cable. Or maybe not, I don't know, but it was completely not allowed. Anyway, tonight there's nothing on and although I love 50 First Dates, I can't watch it again tonight. So I have pay per viewed Spiderman 2. I'm about 1/2 way through, and rather on the fence about it. Not the greatest movie ever, but a nice distraction for a Friday night.

I got a phone call this afternoon towards the end of the work day from my former coworker who now works for a fairly large corporation in a community north of Seattle. They have a job opening and would I be interested? Ahhh the, well not irony exactly, Murphy's law of it. I don't know what the job is so there is quite the possibility it will not be anything that I am looking for. I don't know that I am looking. I'm seriously disappointed about my boss's job, and maybe a little bit cranky, but I do love where I work. I do love that I can walk to and from work. This would be more money but an hour and a half bus commute both ways. Goodness knows I don't want to join the commuting world. It would be 15 commuter miles, but who knows how long that translates to in actual drivetime. And I don't know that the additional pay amount would be enough to rejoin the car owning world. In fact, doing the math, rejoining the car owning world would suck up more than the amount that the increase would be. I would be a small fish in a ginormous pond. I dunno. It would have to be THE opportunity I think for me to leave.