I fear I have reached a new point in my life.
This point is: Not Having a Job and Not Caring About It.
The great thing about reaching this point in life is, well, is threefold:
1. I don't have a job.
2. I don't care that I don't have a job.
3. I am free to do whatever I want, whenever I want (barring certain financial restrictions, as well as moral duties).
This means one thing: Party Time.
I do, however, have to start a class tonight at George Mason University. It's actually just a run-of-the-mill GRE math review class. So yes I'm starting the plans for Grad School. I'm mildly terrified of the process, but comforted in the fact that people, just like myself, do it every day.
Well...I'm off to get rid of another cat. They breed like rats, it seems.