Well, thus far, unemployment has meant that I’m caught up on sleep and rapidly catching up on my reading. I whipped through The Year of Living Biblically and re-read some pulpy sci-fi (the X-Wing series, for those of you who want to know just how nerdy I am) in my first week of being a layabout, and now I’m reading a history of human development as explained through the lens of six beverages (A History of the World in 6 Glasses). And yesterday I ignored all and sundry responsibilities to re-read Pride and Prejudice.

Also, I’ve been drinking a lot.

I finally bit the bullet today and applied for some employment insurance benefits. Oddly, it makes me feel more adult than being employed ever has. Perhaps it was all the information I had to look up and plug into the form, or maybe it was the fact that since I told Mother I’d do it yesterday, I didn’t feel like I could call her to explain things to me and help. I am… pretty concerned that I did it wrong, and unwittingly committed some kind of federal offense. This is my life.

Now, I’m talking myself in and out of going to see Harry Potter, just to have something to say when I’m next asked what I’ve been doing. It doesn’t sound very impressive when you say you went for a jog, then got discouraged from going out on important errands by the rain, and took a nap instead. And then ate a sub.