Cool beans. The feeling of serenity and/or happiness has lasted 24 hrs so far. I think that's a monthly record. Maybe it's partly cuz I finally had that meeting at the bank for the flash project, and even though they didn't say much, it went well. Seemed like I made a good impression at least. Maybe it's cuz even though I worked 5 hrs today and made only $37, it was good to seem like I was making a difference in the world. The world, of course, being the retail music industry. At least I got a workout moving displays around. I get a strange sense of peace when I'm doing brainless things. Like taking cd cases out of boxes and putting them on hooks and racks, you don't really have to worry if you're doing something wrong or if someone's waiting for you to screw up. I'm sure there's jobs like that around that pay three times as much, but the people currently occupying those jobs aren't gonna be quitting or dying soon.
Or maybe it's cuz when I went to that bank meeting, I put on my slacks, and in the pocket I found a $20 bill. It was just lying down there, crumpled up at the bottom of my pocket. I wonder who it was hiding from. Maybe it was waiting to surprise me. Well, boy was I surprised. Finding money you forgot about is one of the greatest pleasures in the world. Like finding buried treasure. Buried treasure that you yourself buried.....errr.....
Bought some kneepads today for the impending snowboard trip that happens in oh......4 hrs. Drive 4 hrs, get there at 8am, hit the slopes all day, then drive back at 4pm. It should be damn straight. And in the spirit of budget recreation, I am making sandwiches to eat, ham, cucumber and lettuce, cuz don't feel like paying $10 for a chicken sandwich, and $4 for a coke. You can save those for the yuppies drivdriving up in their SUV's and 2.3 kids, designer snowjacket and pants, money dripping out of their nose, and brand new model snowboards when they don't even know how to. *sigh I wanna be a yuppy......
Or maybe it's cuz when I went to that bank meeting, I put on my slacks, and in the pocket I found a $20 bill. It was just lying down there, crumpled up at the bottom of my pocket. I wonder who it was hiding from. Maybe it was waiting to surprise me. Well, boy was I surprised. Finding money you forgot about is one of the greatest pleasures in the world. Like finding buried treasure. Buried treasure that you yourself buried.....errr.....
Bought some kneepads today for the impending snowboard trip that happens in oh......4 hrs. Drive 4 hrs, get there at 8am, hit the slopes all day, then drive back at 4pm. It should be damn straight. And in the spirit of budget recreation, I am making sandwiches to eat, ham, cucumber and lettuce, cuz don't feel like paying $10 for a chicken sandwich, and $4 for a coke. You can save those for the yuppies drivdriving up in their SUV's and 2.3 kids, designer snowjacket and pants, money dripping out of their nose, and brand new model snowboards when they don't even know how to. *sigh I wanna be a yuppy......