Le maudit Mo D.

The First Day of the Rest of My Non-Archival Life

Reader, I am officially unemployed.

I got me the golden boot today. And a party with a yummy cake and champagne punch, and a wedding gift in the form of Julia Child's most famous cookbook. I was sad to leave my job. It was a good job. Nice people. Smart people. Comfy, like the ergonomic high-backed chair I bamboozled out of someone who makes more money that I did, which I then gave to my coworker. But I'm going to be a Writer now.

Please kick my Writer ass. Hard. Thank you.

I am so overwhelmed right now, I feel both tired and high, simultaneously. I dropped 200 dollars on internet shoes to celebrate the fact that I will not be earning a constant paycheck for the next couple of months. Perhaps I will get a job at Fart Town or Doug's Shit Palace. Or sell my used panties on eBay. There is a world of opportunity out there.

I just realized: we are out of stamps. I have to go to the posty this coming week anyway.

Eight days until weddening. Ten days until Canadian honeymoon. I'm also 30 5/12 as of tomorrow, too.

Love: exciting and new!

Posted by Zerd at August 3, 2006 11:34 PM