I failed to apply for a job in Antarctica this year, and I hate myself for it. Now that I check it out, however, polar.org is still hiring for the worst-paying but, as I hear, best position possible: that of general assistant. I think I'll throw in ASAP and see if I can get shipped to the South Pole, which I've been dying to do for a long while. Even if it means I have to quit smoking to pass the physical, so be it. A trip to Antarctica is, I dare say, worth sacrificing a testicle for.

I'm such a damned romantic.