So, as I'll further examine tomorrow, I've found myself in a bit of an unemployed pickle. Not literally. Though all pickles are surely unemployed. I can't imagine what work one of them might do... Veggie Tales? Or was that a cucumber? Are pickles even vegetables..?
Anywho!
Whilst lying on my floor, dreadfully unemployed, and watching a bootleg copy of Paul on a 42" flat screen TV for which I do not know how I will continue to pay for, I rolled over, and to my delight I found a rolled up dollar bill tucked neatly under the desk! Thusly, I decided that there are indeed perks to being a former drug abuser.
Unfortunately, though, there were no more rolled up bills hiding about. Yes, I looked.
Until the morn,
W
