It beats flipping burgers

I don't have a job. I have bills. I'm moving back to NYC tomorrow. It will be my second move in 2 weeks. The man isn't moving up for a couple months. Once I get there my roommates and I have to find a new house to live in because our landlord is a horrid wretch of a person and we don't want to live under her roof anymore. Those things all add up to a relatively stressed out Melissa. But here's a bright spot or 2:

I saw a post on craigslist (the best site ever created) for a study looking for people who highlight their own hair. Long story short, I've got an appt. next week to highlight my hair at a facility on Park Ave. and tell them my opinion of the product. It'll take 2 hours and they're going to pay me $75 at the end. Pretty sweet deal. I also signed up for several focus groups, so you never know - my part-time gig during my job search my well turn out to be spouting off about my opinions. Wait - I do that all the time already, I just don't get paid for it!

Duke hasn't pooped in the apartment or attempted to in 24 hours.

Smiles all around. Happy Tuesday, folks.