so, now i am unemployed. why? i punched a register at work, breaking the screen on it, and well…they decided that the only course of action they could take is to fire me. why did i punch the register? i was pissed. dealing with all those asshats that friday night, then i get a buncha ghetto people coming in being douchebags…ok, so that’s no excuse. nothing justifies punching the screen on the register. maybe if it made itself known as a communist threat to society, and it began to pitch its red agenda…but that didn’t happen. no, i got pissed off, and like a dumbass, i hit the screen. hard. with my fist.

as far as finances go? i’m good for at least a month. i’ve filed a claim with unemployment. and right now, i’m planning on going job hunting. i know, my attempts will be in vain as far as getting a job in california. perhaps i should use this money to move elsewhere? but what of my roommates? i’ve already screwed up by losing a job, but leaving them with a two bedroom apartment, that soon, will have to be covered by /one/ person? i don’t like that outcome at all.

tomorrow, i shall begin my jobhunting efforts. i can probably start today, by doing online apps. first thing i need is a haircut.