About two and a half months ago…
…I lost that job I loathed. Hated with every fiber of my being. There were some days I considered leaping into traffic just so I could call in…sick. Yeah, sick. One might therefore argue that getting fired was for the best. So much for money.
Also for the best was the resulting disintegration of my relationship–my girlfriend couldn’t handle my unemployed status. So much for love.
So what have I been doing with my time?
I’m not really sure. So I thought I might write about it here.