So I’m getting gas last night at 7-11 [yes, it’s awful, isn’t it?] and I’m standing there, lazily letting the thing pump the gas for me, and this chevy truck pulls up. These two people get out of the truck … these aren’t any normal two people, these are gigantors of people — they must have weighed 400 pounds apeice. The truck moved noticably when they shifted their bulk. All I could think was ‘what kind of whack-ass shit made those people into that!?’ It hit me that their shirts alone could have clothed 3 poor immigrant families, and that their pants actually *were* parachutes, not just the style. I felt sorry for the twisted lump of metal they drove; it’s life expectancy is short, no doubt. I didn’t say anything, just kind of gaped in astonishment.

Craig is for sure moving into the geekpad … I fear we have lost his soul forever. Tony, afaik, is extending his lease on his place. I am not living with mike. So, that narrows down the possibility of getting a place with a friend to right about … oh … zero. I don’t know what I’ll do when august comes around — I’m thinking I’ll have to have some kind of game plan by june.

Anyone know of any good job opportunities that pay $10+ /hr? More money would be a great thing. let me know!