You know how when you have a job, all you want to do is stay home, sleep, relax, maybe read the paper?

But when you don't have a job, the very thought of another minute spent "relaxing" (if you could even call it that at this point) and reading makes you physically ill?
You can put me in category 2.
I'll admit, it hasn't been that long since I've been truly unemployed. I wake up in the morning and as soon as I remember why it's past 10 AM and I'm still in bed, the dread starts to build. I think about the impossible task, i.e., get on Craig's List, search through scams, er, I mean listings, and apply to zero, because none of them are what I need/want/am qualified for. Then I flip through the channels and announce, everyday, to myself, "THERE IS NOTHING ON TV!" Does anyone else but me have any idea what kind of crap is played on TV during the day? Yesterday I went to the reservoir in Central Park and went for a 1 1/2 mile run. I was feeling better afterwards and I even walked the 30 blocks home. I decided to adopt it as a daily ritual, until I got out of bed this morning and experienced extreme pain after months of not working out. I won't even talk about the phone call that went unnoticed this morning from the temp agency with an assignment for me today.
After sulking for most of the morning and early afternoon, I took myself to Border's. I could stay in a bookstore for hours and never get bored. I've always been in awe of the amount of knowledge housed in just one section, each book waiting to unlock a world of secrets. I spent a long time in there, by the time I left it was dusk. I treated myself to a book about women in the entertainment business. At this point, I need all the motivation I can get.
After reading countless pages of a different book, watching a documentary on Ellis Island, and making dinner, I thought my head might explode. Then I attempted to lose myself in the wonder that is Google.
Did you know you can take free tours of the Gold Vault at the Federal Reserve? Or that on certain days at certain museums like the Whitney or the Guggenheim you can name your price for admission? You can pay as little or as much as you want. How 'bout that, in honor of the holiday weekend, there is a Christopher Columbus Block Party tomorrow in New York? Does anyone even know what that involves? Did you know that there's a program called Big Apple Greeters in which someone visiting New York for the first time will be taken around the city by a native, all completely free? They also have a no-tip policy. What's not to like? And this weekend is Open House New York.
You know what the internet doesn't have for me? One decent job listing.

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