Holy Shit, I've been slammed over the last few days.
You ask: Can you even be slammed when you're out of work?
Well, over the last week I've applied for a passport (after a 3 day hunt for a copy of my birth certificate - see: following item), re-organized my office and weeded through over 100 stuffed file folders, installed and set-up my new HDTV (via Woot), planted a tree, switched out my old CD burner for one that works, patched a ceiling leak in the basement, ripped out the mildew-infested shower doors from the upstairs bathroom and re-finished the whole shebang (caulkin' galore), replaced the old terlet lid with a fancy wood one, transferred a load of my old VHS tapes to DVD, and read a 300 page document on telecommunications law (in anticipation of the new job). That doesn't even take into account all of my cooking, cleaning, shoveling, and yard work (or the unending trips to Home Depot, Ikea, Target, Staples, etc.).
Shit, I hope that the new job starts soon - This unemployment nonsense is fucking exhausting.