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There's something special about your workplace when the big boss comes from Los Angeles and forces you to get whatever you want from the menu and insists that you drink beyond the five margueritas you've already ordered. And to think - I can still type properly! I was going to go all crazy, knowing I possibly have more income my way (I'm only on one week probation with the closed captioning company), but my Mastercard balance reads: $946.93 Bah! Due in two days. Me no likey. Then rent. Then electricity bill. Then unforeseen CD purchases. And foreseen ones, like the Pixies' Surfer Rosa holding for me at A&B Sound. Priorities. Oh, and after talking to all my travel mates from work, I think I may be sacrificing a big trip next year (due to finances, timing and distance issues) and I will take three or four mini-trips instead to: NEW ORLEANS Austin Las Vegas to the parents/Toronto for my cousin's wedding This is where I will meet a nice lil' liberal American lad from the south (yes, that is possible, ha!) who will marry me and give me the opportunity to work in a place not so far from home that has better weather. Then I will save up big time and go on my small month-long trip (well, small in comparison to other years) on the Trans-Siberian or to some place in Africa. If we don't have dreams, what the hell am I working for? And don't worry, I'll do this. People who are all-talk are all-annoying.
And I feel fine....... - 2004-02-23 |