It took a cup of coffee.
... huh?
oh
right.
So here I am poised over my phone
waiting for the unemployment office to call me.
They have... 1:30 left to do it on their time table
and
you guessed it
my trip to Independence fucked me.
Turns out I had to have this paperwork in on or before the phone interview.
My plan is to say "yeah its in the mail, why haven't you got it yet?"
I shall now proceed to pop every bone in my body.
And brew some very strong tea.
Who'd guess sleep aids at 2:00 and alarms at 8:00 would make you this stiff and exhausted.
And it just so happens I'm listening to Garbage this morning.
*shrugs* seemed like the thing to do.
My lawn is overgrown, my house is a shitbomb, and I'm barely motivated to have a pulse today.
God what a toxic existence.