Another day, another life lesson.
Today I learned that Jamba Juice stains carpets very well.
My room smells like Razmatazz now.
Good times.

Carpet in my room's supposed to be blue.
Sixteen some-odd years has made it increasingly hard to tell.
A bit of green from spilt model paint.
Lots of hot chocolate and soda spills from family parties and what-not.
Even a lil bit of blood.
No idea where that came from.

Shaving my head to retrain my hair in the wintertime probably not the smartest idea huh?
Not like I've been doin' that many smart things for the past few months anyways.
Had a 101 fever on Wednesday.
Good times.
Now I know that extreme weakness, dizziness, and sweating are a good sign to grab a thermometer.
Probably just the end result of a grand combination of lack of hair, binge drinkin' at the park w/o warm clothes at night, and insomnia over the past few months.

Missed one out of two interviews on Wednesday.
At least the management at Toys R Us were kind enough to interview me over the phone.
Have no idea what we talked 'bout though.
That whole day was a blur.
Thursday was spent mostly passed out and heavily medicated.

Sorry, not much humor here.
Still in recovery mode.

The Random Quote:
"Stop shaking your tits everytime you say no." - Anonymous