I went through my old blog, and I realized that at one point I had a job. It wasn’t a good job or anything, since it was a movie theater job, but it was a job. I went to school and worked at the same time. It’s weird, when I think about it. Mainly because I actually did enough to be able to manage my time between working and school.
If I tried that now, I’d end up getting fired. Do I really just hate responsibility that much? Yes, I do. So if the universe would give me some divine inspiration, and I could write that best-seller, things would be great.
I could be lazy AND have money. Things would be fan-friggin-tastic.
Less cold medicine next time.
Posted on Tuesday May 5th
