one time my mom said i had to get a job so we went to see a fat lady in a big yellow room she seemed nice and she had a lot of questions about my meds they said i had this ability but im not sure what kind of ability it was the lady said she would get back to us with a list of accommodations so i dont have a job yet but i guess itll be soon my mom said she was glad i didnt grunt in the yellow room i told her i didnt really want a job and she said that nobody really wants to hire me and the lady was going to see if there was anyone who would let me work i dont get why they would but she said there are programs for people on the meds i take as long as i take my meds i hate my meds but if i had a job i could take the bus and i like the bus except when there are too many hippies because they smell worse than me my head hurts