Once again I've been off of work for too long: one whole week. It is Monday and I have no job prospects on the horizon but I do have a bunch of bills coming due in a few weeks. Awesome. I hate when things slow down as the bills never slow down. Maybe they even speed up, I can't really tell. It's depressing, really. You'd think I'd be able to appreciate the time off but no, I can't, not really anyway. Right now all I can think of is how the fuck am I going to pay all of the various bills that need paying if I don't get at least a couple of more days this month? Maybe I should just quit this stupid business and get an office gig with a steady paycheck and scheduled breaks and vacation time and TPS reports and a nice cubicle where I can put up a little poster of a cat hanging from a tree limb. I'd be really good at water cooler chit chat. Ugghhh. Too bad those jobs are going the way of the dodo amidst this wonderful economic downturn that just happened to coincide with the end of the Bush Crime Family's tenure at the top.
Yoga, walk the dog, shoot some arrows, study Spanish, try not to freak out, and then Trader Joe's. What a day.
Peace out, bitches!