Unemployed

I am now back in Rochester.

It was a fairly uneventful flight. We almost had to land in tokyo because one of the passengers passed out, but they recovered, so we only ended up gaining about an hour of flight time or so. It DID make me lose my connecting flight to Rochester, but there was one two hours later, so it was fine.

During my short stay in chicago I went and sat at the bar at Chilli's and slammed a margarita and then had some beer and chilli. It was great.

I have also become one of those people Jason has not very nicely called a "talker"

I have been talking with everyone, the bartender, the guy next to me, people at the liqour store (the second place I went besides my house in Rochester, the first one being the new church). There is no stopping me. It's just so dang exciting to be able to communicate with people!

Also, it doesn't help that I have no earthly idea what time it is- at all, at any point in time. I'm in some wierd limbo state. It's like a permanemt buzz. It's 7:45am now, and I can't sleep, and I feel like I should be out at a bar now. Maybe I should head to perkins for breakfast. Only other people in this place do something called "work" I have none of this "work" so I am at rather loose ends, and have no one to play with.

The icing on the cake is that there is no booze in my house by order of the courts, so I'm stuck with my wonderful beer in the trunk of my car, and bringing in a bottle at a time when I try to relax before bed. (ie. take sleepy drugs and drink a beer in order to force myself to sleep during what feeling like the middle of the day)

I need a job. Badly. If anyone knows of anyone hiring, let me know! Oh, and post something so I have something to read!