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2007-07-17 - 4:40 p.m.

Ohhhh, Hi There!

Once you hear that people (Hi Cloudy!) are "officially worried" about you, one is forced to pull away from watching Take Home Chef at 4:41 in the afternoon (after a 3 hour nap) and hit the Add an Entry button.

HI PEOPLES! You guys get a big wave AND a little jig for being so patient with me. Oh, and cupcakes. And a ham sammich with extra baby swiss cheese.

Sorry once AGAIN (hangs head in shame) for the atrocious lack o' updates. I started a couple of entries and either didn't have the heart to finish, or got distracted by something shiny.

Sooooo...did I happen to give it away in the first paragraph that yours truly is still between jobs? Heh!

Two reasons: 1) I haven't really been, um, you know, looking, and 2) I don't wanna go back to work.

Work is icky. You have to GET UP at a CERTAIN TIME and GET READY and DRIVE IN TRAFFIC and be at a CERTAIN PLACE wearing APPROPRIATE CLOTHING and DO STUFF you don't wanna do ALL DAY LONG for someone you despise.

So you know, fuck that.

Of course, there is that little thing known as a paycheck (in my past experience, very little) that pays the bills, or at least a couple, while everything else gets tossed onto the credit card(s). So then you spend the next paycheck paying down the balance, so you have more credit to run up your card again when you need to do stuff like eat, and buy gas (to get to the job, that you hate).

Overall, it's not very pleasant. I really don't know how you people do it day after day.

Eventually (um, soon) I will be forced to venture into the working world again, but it's easier not to think about it and instead find out what TiVo recorded while I was napping, or check out what's shakin' on Second Life. Which, as you probably noticed, has taken over my first life. DO NOT JUDGE LEST YOU BE JUDGED! *tosses cupcake at you*

I have LOADS to tell you about my past and current adventures in SL and real life, but if I start getting into the details, I'll get distracted by this here episode of The King of Queens or the thought of making tacos for dinner. Or both.

So I will wrap this puppy up and launch into the details in my next installment. No promises this time. Just be happy I'm not dead. Cuz I sure am.

That is all for now. Carry on, peeps. Carry on.