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November 21, 2002
why?
Why do I stay up late playing CivIII the night before an interview? Why do crunchy environmental nonprofits think you'd accept an intern-level salary for a graduate-level skillset job? Why can't DC fix the goddamn fucking escalators in the Metro? Why do all these hot guys read my blog, drop me a line, but flee in terror when I want to connect? Why do hot guys stay in miserable relationships with psycho or distant boyfriends they don't really like, when I'm somewhat stable and available? Why can't you lazy-ass bloggers update your sites? Why doesn't anyone say anything about my cool short stories that I've been writing? Why does the driver of the Washington Flyer shuttle bus talk on the cell phone while he runs me over on my bike? (Answerable and rhetorical questions all.)
Goddamnit, what do you think about my cool stories? I don't charge a thing for this blog, so the least you could do is provide some commentary. Today's story is after this entry.
OK, I'm bitchy. Time to accentuate the positive. I do have an interview today with an environmental nonprofit. They like me, they really do. We'll tawk about the salary, or say buh-bye to jimbo. I got pride and bills to pay, pay me for what I'm worth, or go hire a housewife of a rich AOL exec. on a $25K a year salary in this area.
A short list of those little things that I'm thankful for:
Posted by jimbo at November 21, 2002 11:53 AM
Comments
Great stories of your time in Russia. The imagery is exceptional...maybe you should start on those geeky scifi stories :-)
or maybe up the medication...by the way thanks for the info on the ginko biloba. years ago i took prozac but subsequently stopped because of the side effects. I was willing but not able :-(
I have a friend in DC who works for some gov't dept. He is in charge of keeping track of all of the foreign exchange students from Russia and its former conquests. For some reason, when they come over they just don't want to return and end up AWOL. I don't envy his job.
hang in there, it could be worse...you could be the spandex stretched beyond your capacity on some tripe-white ass :-)
Posted by: scott at November 21, 2002 1:44 PM
To add to the whys and wherefores: Why doesn't Julliane Moore have an Oscar yet? Why can't I have just one night with Imperial Teen's Roddy Bottum? Why is it when I wear a suit to work people say I look "grown-up"? Why do some people still think Hillary Clinton murdered Vince Foster, but don't even know that Laura Bush actually killed someone? Why do Bismarck and Tokugawa look so much alike in CivIII?
Posted by: Chrisafer at November 21, 2002 1:52 PM
if it makes you feel any better, I've been forwarding your stories to some friends...
they are very well written and insightful...who knew?
Posted by: mike s. at November 21, 2002 4:49 PM
why has no one commented on my sauna snark from a few days ago
Posted by: mike s. at November 21, 2002 4:51 PM
Well I updated my blog last night, I just don't have anything interesting to write about. However I find your entries quite delightful and particularly like your stories.
Mark
Posted by: Mark at November 21, 2002 6:02 PM
Matt Lauer. Rawr. Did you see him on Halloween????
Posted by: gecko at November 22, 2002 8:28 PM