Because two jobs and 12 graduate hours aren't enough,
I've decided to interview for a third job tomorrow morning.
It's at a new little used bookstore in town.
I figure, hey, I like books. May as well add it to the list.
(It also didn't help that when I looked at BOTH my banking accounts this morning, I saw one account balance in the negative and the other with 85 cents. I mean, come on, something has to be done.)
I'm tired of being poor.
Wish me luck.