Job, Job, Job....

HOLY WORKFORCE, BATMAN!

Guess who might have a new job?

ME! Of course it was going to be me. If it wasn't me it would have been someone else whose job status would directly affect me, like my dad, or Obama.

Here's the deal: on Sunday evening, I'm meeting with someone (hopefully not someone creepy) in order to work out editing a translated manga in order to make the dialogue more natural. Basically, I'll be the translation editor and work to make the characters' English more appropriate for each character. I have my fingers crossed that this job pulls through because it sounds like a blast, and it also could give me more publishing credentials, especially if this is an organization and not just a private group. We'll see about the details later, but I'm hoping.

If it's tentacle porn, I'll have to decline.