  Greetings and Salutations, So much nothing is happening, I've been resigned to re-arranging the furniture in the living room, and vacuuming the floor repeatedly. I noticed today that I have a lot of sheets, and blankets, covering my windows and furniture. I think it has the over all effect of making everything bedroomlike, and causes people that visit nappish.
Makes me nappish, anyways. Been doing the daily online job search, and it is simply perverse what's posted. Wholesaler selling tanning products, door to door. Office cleaner. Factory worker packing chips or some such garbage. Yick. Kurt wants me to write, to forget about finding work, and I'm sorely tempted to do it, except, well, paranoia ensues. Technically, the student loan should cover all living expenses - however, reality has a tendancy to push technicalities away completely. My life: expanses of boredom puncuated by moments of sheer terror. 
