Sunday Stupor
So here I sit all broken hearted… wait that isn’t right.
So here I sit at 4:15 in the evening having not been awake long. I felt compelled to write something even though I have nothing to write about really, so I guess it will be one of those what am I doing posts. I’m crawling through my del.icio.us network links and catching up on some reading i.e. 0xDECAFBAD.
Tomorrow I plan to contact the local manager for The Shreveport Times and begin an exciting career as a paper delivery boy. Funny. I know. Thirty-one years old and hoping to get a paper delivery route. But really in this area there aren’t very many options. I’m thinking this will land me about 800$ a month for three to four hours work per night. This in turn will allow me more free time than my current job and still net me about two-thirds of what I’m making now. Perhaps I’ll have time for a second job.
So now I’m off to read this post
