Nov 9, 2006

Chairman Jobby McJobpants

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.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Ok, so whatever you do, don't get rid of my cat, because if somebody is nice and takes her, they'll eventually find out that she's nuts and kill her. AJ has already agreed that we'll take her when we get a real place, so until then she is staying. But get rid of the fat ones.

Eric said...

George was always my favorite Mason.

Anonymous said...

send me my cat! i demand tippy! and i demand that you plump her up nice and good before she arrives.

Anonymous said...

plump her up with stuffing. and clock parts.

Anonymous said...

Hmmm... get rid of 'another' one? Does that mean you already got rid of one? All cats look better stuffed. That way, they don't crawl into bed with you at night and annoy the crap out of you. Sayonara, chubby ones.