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January 24, 2004
laundry day poem
Super-duper laundry day,
my skin flakes all vacuumed away.
Last night - yo what can I say?
we're sexually compatible in so many ways.
Tonight it's Enterprise with G-U-R-L,
I need some extra cash,
so here's my URL.
10 hour/week jobbies and all that.
OK, so the poetry broke down in the second measure. What I'm tryin' to say is that while we still love our full-time job at the university, Jimbo can do small private or government contract jobs on the side. Drop me a line if you're interested...I'm cheap by industry standards and I will make your site accessible even to the most inept computer users. I'd like some extra cash for dining out, going to Portland to visit my brother next Christmas, and possibly to London this spring for the big gay rugby tournament.
Yeah, so I'm floundering on rugby/not rugby, but it'd be cool to have the extra cash to enjoy myself while we're there. This current salary has me at about poverty level as it is, so I'm willing to work more for a more pleasant lifestyle. My classes won't start until the fall, so I have extra time to use wisely I do good and fast Web design work, HTML conversion and that sort of stuff.
Yes, hrrrm...we liked last night's date very much. A really balanced, together guy, with his shit all lined up, and wonderfully furry in all the right places. Many +++'s goin' on there with him. Let's hope for more time over in that arena.
Posted by jimbo at January 24, 2004 3:58 PM
Comments
I can earnestly say that I feel your pain. Being a social worker is fulfilling ... but it sure as hell doesn't leave me with much extra $$ to do some of the things I want to do. Especially when the economy hasn't allowed the state to give us a raise since 2001.
Posted by: myke at January 25, 2004 4:33 PM