The title says it all, really. Today, the production manager at the chocolate factory I've been at the past few weeks pulled me aside 15 minutes before going-home time and said that I just don't quite fit in with any parts of their production line. I think I got pretty darn good at some parts, but I've been in this situation enough to know that arguing would've been a waste of time. So I just said 'okay'. At least I've gotten 3 weeks' money and some experience out of it. Maybe later tonight I'll feel bad.

So anyway, on Monday I'll just call up the temp place that has my info and have them dig some stuff up for me like how I got that job cleaning bathrooms at the county fair a month ago. It's not like I'm utterly back on the streets and broke like I have been before when I've lost a job. And this weekend, I've got some church stuff to take my mind off things. Maybe now I'll have a little more time to catch up on re-watching some of my anime collection; I've had some time for that these past few weeks, but maybe just not much heart.