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I had my interview at Disney today, as you probably determined from the blog entry below, and it was a crushing defeat followed by a joyous victory. The first interview was with a chap named Stephen, a VP of HR at the WDC (acronyms… yeuch). We had a lovely chat about what I was capable of, what the Walt Disney company does and so forth, which ended with Stephen saying that he thought the job I was going for was perhaps not quite suited to me. Ouch. This was then followed by an interview with a chap named Andy who explained a bit more about the role, asked me some of the usual interview questions, and wrapped things up by saying he thought I was more than capable of doing the job. Score!

I can apparently expect to hear “very soon” about the result, as they’re looking to fill the vacancy soon. It’s a good job, and it’ll get me started and earning some money of my own which I can then use to do things with. Which is nice.  I’m confident that, following my interview with Andy, I’m going to get the job. The people in the department pretty much know me now, and they’re comfortable around me. Which is cool.

In other news, I came to the conclusion that Twelve Stops and Home, which you may recall I purchased at the start of last month, is My Album. If you had asked me a year ago what my favourite album was, I would likely have said Demon Days by Gorillaz. I love the way that album sounds, but it never really resonated with me on the emotional level. Twelve Stops does. I feel like I can relate to every song on that album. For example, Fill My Little World and Never Be Lonely are both, to me, about my relationship with Amy - on one hand, Amy wasn’t the adventurous person I wanted her to be, the person who tried new things and supported me as I tried new things too. That’s Fill My Little World. On the other hand, I didn’t want to leave her because I was scared, utterly terrified, of being alone and not finding anybody else. That’s Never Be Lonely.

Every word of every song just reverberates through my heart, moreso than Scissor Sisters’ The Other Side and Might Tell You Tonight do (as you may recall). The Black Sheep of the album is perhaps Rosé, a song I recently found out is about “love and alcohol,” but even so I can find meaning in the lyrics that relates to myself. This now officially makes me a Hypocrite (well, more of a Hypocrite) as I absolutely hate people who know that Birdhouse In Your Soul is about a Nite Lite but decide instead to believe it is a song about God.

I love this album. I’ve heard that the Feeling are working on a second album and the moment it comes out I will jump on it like a lion on a zebra, clawing away at the flesh and chewing the delicious audio within. Or something. Demon Days was my favourite album. Perhaps it still is. But Twelve Stops and Home is My Album.

What’s yours?