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As I sit here on my couch and watch the end of the Monday Night Football game (it's been a good one, fyi), I find myself struggling to successfully wrap myself in my blanket. I'm cold, but I need to figure out how to keep myself free to type while keeping the rest of myself warm.
And now I realize something.

THE SNUGGIE IS EFFING INCREDIBLE.

Go ahead and make fun of it. Goodness knows that I have. I've made fun of my mom a bunch of times for having one. I even got one of my own when they gave them out at Cavs games last year and made fun of myself for having it.

Occasionally I used it...and if the time was just right, and I really needed it...my god. That was a great invention.

That's really my whole thought.

I guess I'll move on and say that I actually got a job. It's part-time, but I may have gotten a 2nd one also. After routinely getting rejected from all kinds of jobs in all kinds of ways, I was walking past a shoe store near my house with a "help wanted" sign out front.

Yada yada yada, 66 hours later I was already at work. It's part-time, but it's exactly three minutes from my apartment - walking. That part is great.

Job #2 is renting apartments. A guy I know introduced me to it, and I haven't sold my soul to it yet, but if I have one part-time job and could conceivably get another way to make money...well, it seems like I should at least give it a shot, right? It's more complex than I'm letting on, but not drastically more complex. It seems like, if I put in some effort, I could turn it into a pretty good gig; some of the guys there do it full-time, some as supplemental income. Depends on who you are.

So that's going on.

And while these things are important, sure, there's a much more pressing issue.

I have mutton chops. I shaved them in for Halloween, and I instantly fell in love with them. I look positively ridiculous. People chuckle when they see me. It's tremendous.

That is all.
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