Should I stay or should I go?

Today I had an interview - ooh naughty. It was all very exciting, lying to people about where I went to lunch and what I was doing and who I was with. I was tempted to concoct a big fat story, something along the lines of, "Well, I was walking along, minding my own business, and there was this dinosaur and it was handing out free smoothies! So I took one, and was transported to the faraway land of Oz. Shortly after my arrival, I encountered a scarecrow who didn't have a brain..." but that may have been a copyright infringement.

So in an attempt to not mention the words Dinosaur or Oz, I made a lame half arsed excuse about having lunch with someone from the media, and that i didn't eat anything because I liked nothing on the menu, which is why I had to buy a sandwich on my return. Anyone who knows me, knows that I ALWAYS find something on the menu to eat, especially if it's a laminated menu. So this story hasn't washed with the majority of my office.

However, this doesn't really matter, because I think tomorrow everything will be out in the open. That's right, I think I'm going to accept this job.

I feel like I'm turning into a knob in my current position, and that I need a change, something that challenges me, and motivates me to get up in the mornings - something other than the lure of the Internet at my desk.

So, tomorrow will be telling, I'm sure. I might change my mind overnight - or I might not. Is the suspense KILLING YOU??!! Well it's killing me - I may have to resort to a temazepam for this one... well, it's better than gin isn't it?? mmmm... gin....