Hmm. I went job-hunting today. The fruits of my labor were not rewarded, however. The closest I got was an application for Modell's, and Kim hooked me up with the person in charge of personnel at her bank. The lady seemed nice, and told me to send in my resume, but she'll be away next week and probably won't get back to me until the following week. I went to Target, because they are opening a new store in nearby Clifton soon. I asked the lady at Guest Services, and she had no idea what I was talking about. She said you can apply on the computers. So I attempt to do the computer thing. First off, the computers were slow, and after I was halfway through, this error message came up, and I couldn't get out of it, so I just started pounding the keyboard. It finally took me back, and I was able to continue. When I was on the last part, it said these questions were optional, so I decided just to hit enter and move on. Suddenly, the screen pops up saying "Thank You" with that stupid Target dog. So I left. I was there for an hour with that stupid computer. I say I was done.

Here's an update on things I said I would bring up again: 1)my rearview mirror is indeed staying put on my windshield. I guess that kit worked for now. 2)my foot is still painful when I walk on it. Don't know what to do about it. Here's the next piece of my story. It's very short:



Andy and Josie were snuggling on her couch watching television. Even after the tragedies, they still managed to find comfort in each other. Friday night was a horrible night to be home. There was never anything on, except sometimes there were some good stand-up comics on cable. The couple managed to forget about the world and laughed at the comedy routines they witnessed. There was a pleasant variety of performers that gave the audience a chuckle. A short, plump male managed to coax the most laughter from the two. As the emcee was introducing the next comic, and a loud noise rumbled in Josie’s kitchen. The laughter had stopped.