The house is weirdly quiet without my parents at home, and I have discoverd a solution to the fan-fiction problem i.e. write your own story, and I just got waylaid by a bunch of guys selling Nonya Buffet coupons door-to-door for the Yellow Ribbon Project. I AM SUCH A SUCKER. No, actually, I'm all for it.
Guy: "What are you doing now? Studying?"
Me: "No."
Guy: "Waiting for your boyfriend to call you?"
Me: "No."
Guy: (as soon as I have passed him the $) "Bye!" (disappears in 0.5 seconds)
And he had to make a rich-people crack too. Wish I could have snatched my money back and hit him across the face with it.
Anyway, I'm all-fire free now, relatively, because I'm no longer full-time employed, and am spending time revelling in the fact that my editor-superior gave me a $40 Borders voucher that lasts FOREVER.