Hey, I found this great band, they're from England, call themselves the Beatles. They're pretty great, tell all your friends.
Never mind about what I said about my jobby job ending, because it hasn't yet. It will someday, maybe in a week or two, I don't really know. Also, even though I was busy enough with just the two jobs, I had to go and get myself another job. Which isn't true, because this new job came and found me. I can't turn down a job that comes and finds me, can I? No. This third job, like jobs 2 and 1, will not extend beyond mid-December, so I will still be 100% unemployed in January and so I am still pretending to plan a trip to Australia. I'm renewing my passport, I'm signing up for WWOOF, I've started telling people about it. I can't tell if I'm lying about it or not; normally I have a pretty good sense of whether I'm actually going to do something, but with this I can't tell. I could. I might. I don't know.
Too busy for writing these days and too busy to even care about that. Too bad, because if I had any time to write I'd have told you about some pretty incredible shit: about how it's puppytime again in Missoula (puppies everywhere!), about Sport (I've decided to capitalize and italicize the word to emphasize that it's the German that I'm using here), about how Butte is trying to win the title of festiest city (whatever!), about how God took fall away because he's pissed at us (probably because of that whole AC thing - oops!), about how I'm normally pretty depressed in the fall because either summer's ended way too early or I've been dumped or both but I'm not this fall because neither happened. Alas. We can only dream about how great those entries would have been. Oh well.
Grappling with issues of life and death today but not finding any answers. Now I'm too hungry to think anymore.
Wash your hands.
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