Remember that interview I had on the 13^th? Well…I missed it.

A whole hour before I was supposed even show up I decided that I should get some food and eat it in the parking lot. I ran inside the local Burger King and ordered a classic chicken sandwich with just ketchup, cheese, and bacon (a remnant of the 2 months I worked as a Burger slave) to go, and I rushed back out to the car. Unfortunately, after a quick survey of the area I quickly realized that my keys were not in my pocket where they belonged…they were in the passenger’s side seat.

After a minute or two of artful cursing and maybe a little crying (I’ll never tell.) I spent the rest of my day hiking the handful of miles to my Dad’s place and making frantic phone calls.

The next day, after a lot moaning about how the universe has let me down, I was lucky to get a call back and was shown mercy in the form of a rescheduled interview: Monday at 3.

If I get this job I am going to, as the kids say, “make it rain”.

• Hug a stranger.
• Enjoy the outdoors.
• Update the blog more often.
• Have fun.
• Get a tattoo.
• Plant a tree.
• Eat a whole, raw potato like an apple.
• Travel.
• Try yoga.
• Get a pet fish.
• Read more.
• Take more chances.
• Eat a mango.
• Adapt a short story into a screenplay.
• Declutter.
• Eat more foreign foods.
• Live better.