A job?

My life the past few weeks has been sort of a whirlwind.

After applying for over 100 jobs over two+ months, I was called back by the first job I applied for when we got back from tour in November. I am now the stock manager of Diesel on Newbury Street in Boston. Its a great job. I make my own hours, take my breaks whenever I want, listen to whatever music I want, get great benefits, a bunch of free clothes, and best of all I work with (mostly) genuinely nice people. So far I've gotten around $600 in clothes for free, its kind of nice. I work 32-40 hours a week and never work weekends. So instead of commuting from Rhode Island, which would be ridiculous, my friends invited me into their house.

The house we all live at now was built and rebuilt a few times, so in my favor there is a hallway that leads nowhere. I am making the coziest nook ever in my hallway. Its most definitely small, but I feel better about not living in Rhode Island and and its way more gratifying living on my own. Besides I get to chill with Tay pretty much every night.

I only have $26 in my bank account right now. That has to last me until my checks clear from this week. I hope they clear before Jeff's birthday on Thursday. It might get a little wild. I am eating rice and chick peas for days.

Lets go to The Model this weekend and get Makers Manhattans or go to Crazy Dough and get $4 PBR pitchers. Let a friend know.