I'm not meant to work. God clearly intends for me to live a life of leisure, otherwise why would long-term employment elude me? It's pretty clear. And to be let go right as the summer begins? Amazing!
Unemployment of course (eh, probably) means a far cleaner apartment, a more interesting array of meals cooked, increased blogging and a need to adopt a hobby. Last time I tried knitting (truly hope Heather threw away that sad, little scarf by now. I think she moved to TX just so she'd have no further use for it).
I'm also now available for afternoon assignations.
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