They offered me the job.
THEY OFFERED ME THE JOB.
But I waited, you see. Waited to tell you all. Not because I don't love you, but because I didn't want to curse it or fuck it up by revealing it to the world until the actually employment letter was in my hands (or on my hard drive) and I had officially quit my current job.
Which I just did.
It went a little something like this...
I start the new job two weeks from today.
HELLS YEAH BITCHES.