Life on my own isn't all gravy.

I moved out of the house on Sunday with the highest of hopes and great ideas. On that Monday I filled out some online applications, watched some ESPN a pretty easy night. At around 10:30 John Baker comes up to me and says Tom called, he left your lights on go and give him a jump so I start my adventure trying to get around West Lafayette not knowing where I was going about 20 minutes after driving around I ended up at the Movie Theater (where Thomas works) only to find out he didn't need me. So i drive back around, once again lost as all can be takes me about 20 minutes to get back. Well when I wake up the next morning, I notice my car wasn't in the drive way, so my thought was just automatically o-my-god. Thomas and I drove out there to try and get it to work. Thomas thought it was the alternator, but I refused to believe that. After messing around with it for 30 minutes we are getting ready to call it quits, I say lets just try my cables for shits and giggles. It started. So Thomas and I then went to lunch with John, then Thomas and I went to register for classes and all of that jazz. Then we went job searching, we went to probably close to 15-20 places. As we were leaving the mall I realised my wallet was no longer in my pocket, which just made no sense to me. I have had the same wallet since I was 11, and I have never in my life, actually lost something for more then an hour. The worst part was the fact that I had ever single dollar I brought up with me, my drivers license, and my checks. I now live up north with not a dime, a laptop that cannot for some mysterious reason connect to the Internet. Fortunately for me I have pretty much the greatest friends. I'll get through this, but damn does it suck.

JAM