Saturday, September 29, 2007

A Survey- What would you do if you had more time to do it, but you don't, because you're always WORKING?

I have a quick little question. As seen above... What would you do?

I've wondered this a lot over the last fews day, because, well, I have time to do other things now that I'm not working. But I can't remember any of the things I always dreamed of doing when I was working. Maybe if you post your comments with the things you wish you could be doing but can't (because you work), I'll remember the things I should be doing and can (because I don't), and do those things and/or do your things as well.

Then one way or another, I'll be doing more of something, soon!

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Post Numero One: Time for Everything!

Do any of you remember when I used to be all, "I'm sorry, I don't have time for that," or "No, sorry, don't have time for you." Remember how much I used to say, "God, I hate my job." Yeah, heh, that was so silly.

So I quit my job. I'm unemployed. I'm jobless... poor, even.

D.C., as many of you have heard me say before, sucks. This messed-up city drove me to workaholicism, until I finally got a clue and kicked the habit cold-turkey with a big, juicy "See ya." Listen, it's not that I don't like to work. I like to work. I do. I just don't see why I had to work that much to make that little money just to live in this obscenely scene-y city where all the good stuff's for those boring rich people that don't even live here. Did I tell you I hate this city?

Okay, okay.... Right about now, you're probably thinking, "Say, LB - Then why the hell are you still there? Hmm?" I don't know. Am I stuck? I have a boyfriend and a cat and lawn furniture. I have some kind of abnormal and perverse sub-something that speaks to me, that keeps me here. I'm very sick.

You know, maybe it's just that I'm not a quitter? (Oh, I--just--told you I quit my job. Right.) Well... maybe I hate moving, okay? Maybe I hate the thought of having to start all over again in some other boring place? Yeah, like, maybe I should move to New York or some other city that's even more obsessed with money and image and work? (Heh heh... I'm just kidding, New York! I love youuuu!) I don't have one goddamn idea, if you really want to know the truth of it.

We're getting off the subject anyway.... (It's amazing how quickly that happens when I get all bitchy on D.C.). I want to tell you all about being jobless. I mean, I haven't really had a chance to tell you about me since I moved to this hellhole (there I go again!), but that's all going to change. I promise!

So, kids, check in here - or sign up for the RSS feed (kidding) - for regular updates Of...

"A Day in The Life: LB goes Topless"... I mean "Jobless." (That was cheap, I admit it.) The Boring, The Mundane, The Nonsensical.

You'll have to be a little patient, though.... I need to get a web hookup in my new "home office"....

First Adventure: LB vs. Verizon!