Choices.

I iz making them. I just got a new job today, selling cutlery to people in their homes. I'm pretty excited about it. Last summer it took a month to get a part-time job. Then I couldn't fine a second job. This summer I have one the day after finals ended. The hours are good (I basically make my own), the pay is great, I love working with people and I get to wear a tie.

The only drawback is that I have to drive to these homes, of course. That is a bit less than ideal for me, as my car is a lease with a limited amount of miles that can go on it. Oh, and I have training on the day of my fruit fly's graduation. That was almost a dealbreaker when I found that out this afternoon, but I'm not so sure now. That's a bit immature of a move. 

Okay, it smells like cat shit where I'm sitting. I'm going to move. 

Done.

So basically, I have to take the job, and I have to do the training. It's too good of an opportunity. I was even thinking of asking if I could do that training on another day, but no. I need the money too badly.  

In other news, good people-watching tonight. I'm seriously thinking about starting a blog about that, but I'm moving out of my apartment soon so we'll have to see how that goes. Actually, you can people watch basically anywhere. I'm high, let's stop talking about this now. :)

Good night, munchkins.