five thousand shades of blue
Monday, July 23, 2001
I haven't felt the least bit talkative or creative in the past few days, weeks, whatever. I have a lot on my mind, most especially the pivotal importance of landing a decent job -- of which there is one sorta-maybe web job which would be tedious but well paying, and of course, my interview with the State of Oregon this upcoming Friday. I have been too worried about stupid, stupid money, which I hate. I don't kid when I say I want to win the lottery, and it's not for selfish, materialistic reasons. I don't want a speedboat, or a Lamborghini, or a wide-screen TV. I want to be able to live comfortably and do the creative things I love to do without worrying about losing my home.
Strangely, the smell of rosemary is wafting up from the computer caddy. I can't figure out why.
is
this just not enough…?
