You know what's awesome? Being unemployed.

Yup, I'm unemployed right now, and I'm not being sarcastic about it being awesome. For those of you who need some catching up...

Last October, I quit my eight-year job at a local resort to work as "Communications Consultant" for Sprint PCS. Basically , I was a commission sales representative who also had to handle lots of non-commission customer service (getting yelled at by customers). The well-paying commission half of it made the the other half easier to swallow. Unfortunately, the in-store competition, coupled with low-customer traffic,  lead some of the other employees to engage in some less-than-ethical  sales practices.
After some time, these factors made it very difficult for me to make my sales. My low sales numbers lead to probation and, at the eleventh hour, my resignation.
Now, I had only heard about these snakes in my store doing fucked up things. That is, until my very last day. I caught one of our top performers in the act.
At once, I felt betrayed and relieved. On one hand, this person looked me in the eye every day and called me "homie" or whateverthefuck, while stabbing my in the back. On the other hand, I probably would have somewhat missed the job if I hadn't seen that sort of treachery first-hand. As it is, I am now glad to be rid of the job.
...So it goes.

Oh, and you Sprint customers reading this, don't worry. The victims of this deceit were not the customers. No no, the victims were colleagues, friends, and acquaintances.

Anyway, a week before I left the job, I went to Vegas where I won a decent sum of money. This is going to allow me to go a full month without a job.
Now, I haven't had more than two weeks off in a row in about nine years, so this is a big deal for me.
I am waiting to hear back from a job, but they are in no hurry, so neither am I. I am going to sit around, write and record songs, get some much-needed exercise, and just have as much fun as I can. About a month from now, I'll be going to Greer for a few days with Molly and her family, after which I will begin working again, doing god-knows-what.

Oh yeah, about my stomach, I can pretty much eat whatever I want now. I don't know if I am better, but maybe when I have insurance again I'll find out.

So if anyone wants to hang out, call me. I've got nothing to do!