So it's the end of September, with less than two hours before October begins, and I'm stuck.  Not literally, like, "Oh no!  I chased that freakin' rabbit, and now I'm stuck with my head in a warren covered in baby rabbits and what I hope is Nesquick cereal" stuck, more in a metaphysical way.  Let me explain: I am single, jobless, in a city I'm ( Read more... )