Bad or good Christmas present, I'm not sure which yet.
I lost my job. Not because I was behaving badly or anything...but because the cops showed up and evicted the building. Slightly traumatic at holiday times, I think yes. Now I get to go back on the job search, and will probably end up one of those people that stocks the Walmart shelves when they get open for 24 hours at a time.
You would think the whole mass amounts of higher education would help my case, but no...it appears I am destined to be a retail lackey until I can somehow magically make a living as a sub-par artist.
GO GO SELF-ESTEEM.
Anyway, no more porn stores for me.