So if anyone was interested, I'm still sitting at my parents' being useless. Out of all the jobs I applied for, no one wants me. I have never watched so much television in my life. My parents, on any given evening, have 3 programs that they keep up with, and another 2 or 3 that they record and we watch some afternoon when nothing's on. I find myself eagerly flipping through the TV guide when it arrives in the mail to see if I can find any hints on what's happening this week, and I really care if someone gets the villain on General Hospital. It's so very sad.

Yesterday was my parents' 25th anniversary, and they went out to dinner and bought some champagne and so forth, and my mom made a cake. I felt bad that she was making her own cake, but I'm a complete disaster at stuff like that. I had helped her look last week for a card, and we couldn't find anything that wasn't just a generic happy anniversary message, so she finally gave up and got one of those. When my dad gave her his card, he looked really proud of himself because his said "25 years in love" on the front, but when she opened it, it said "Congratulations to both of you." Apparently he didn't have his glasses with him when he bought it and couldn't read what it said inside. It was kinda cute, actually. And I called at least 20 different bakeries and flower shops trying to find a cake topper that said 25th, and all I can say is that some people should not be allowed to answer the phone. I'm from around here and I can't even understand some of these accents.

So yeah, that's all that's really happening around here. I'm hopefully going back to Pittsburgh the first of December, and some of my brain cells will start functioning again.