I woke up early this morning to continue (begin) my employment search. I decided to have a jello cup for breakfast. I would rather spend the extra money on the pre-made jello cups instead of actually making jello myself - way, way too complex what with all the water boiling and stirring involved. So I pulled a spoon out of the drawer, popped the top off the jello, threw the jello away, and stood holding the spoon and lid while thinking, "wait, this can't be right." I decided it was too early to figure out what went wrong so I went back to bed for a few hours.
Now I'm up and awake. I've called the temp service to let them know I am available. Instead of sitting around waiting for them to call, I've decided to do something more productive - I'm going to the beach. What, did you think I was going to say go out and find a job? Pshh, right. It's 80 degrees outside, I have my books, my mp3 player, my big hat, a tank full of gas and enough money to last me for at least another three days. I'll find a job tomorrow.