Still no job!
As of July 12th, I’ll have been in Colorado for two months. Two months! I want to punch the economy in the face. And then chop its ears off, make it eat them, vomit them, and then eat them again…and then drown it in a plastic turtle pool. And then feed its remains to rabid horseshoe crabs. Take that, economy. I hate you. I hate you so bad.
