What a dispicable waste of a day. I didn't get a damned thing done. I got woken up at seven by the alarm, the guy on the radio national show that usually greets me told a retarded joke and I turned him off.
Watched the cartoons and they were pretty good, then sat on my arse playing games until this afternoon when I decided I should read some comics I downloaded a few months ago. I'm about halfway through Promethea now. It's a good read when Moore isn't using it as a lecture on modern magic. I think I listened to the Sufjan Stevens song Chicago about ten times.
No jobs called and I didn't apply for any new ones. I got the beeps ring me once. Part of me thinks it's something important trying to get through and something fucking up along the line, but that's bullshit. It's been doing this for months before I started applying for work.