Yesterday, I took an hour and a half lunch break and tested for another job. I feel like I cheated a little bit but I must not have because I don't actually feel guilty about it. It's the precursor to guilt. It's the sensation you have when you're pretty sure you should feel bad but you don't. Anyway. I have that. A little bit.

The testing actually went pretty well. I don't think I did as well on the typing as I know I could have but I'm so used to having no wrist-rest and having to constantly correct myself because I tend to mix words or just plain stick the wrong one in... bah. I did alot of correcting but I scored really well. So piffle. Maybe I'll actually get the job. If I do, I'll be working for the local police department as a records clerk. How cool would that be? I would actually have something interesting to talk about when I see people. (which makes me think my friends will be more excited about this job than I am... )

I lost my social security card somehow. I remember hiding it and thinking how smart I was for keeping it in a safe place but then I'm pretty sure I caved and put it in a wallet but now it's not there and I have no idea where it is. I thought maybe it was living it up with my GED card (which I need for this application process... gah) which I ALSO couldn't find for hours. I found the GED card (never been so excited about not having gone to public school) in a shoe box in the closet but not the SS card. I'm sure it's around somewhere and after I get a new one from the local office and see how badly they wrinkle my marriage certificate THIS TIME, I'll find it. Smirking at me. Cards can smirk, I shit thee not.

I got a letter the other day from an ex that's in jail. He told me about seeing his nephew for the first time and how a couple guys I used to know are churning out spawn like clockwork. He mentioned he thought I'd be knocked up by now. And I thought he'd end up in jail. At least one of us has a good record of being right. I feel bad for him... not for being in jail. He did that to himself. But for never having a really good influence in his life who would have taken the time and made the effort to make sure this shit didn't happen. Someone shoulda knocked him on his ass a long time ago, when it still would have mattered.