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Unemployment finally came through. Holy crap. Apparently I misunderstood the dollar amount cause it's actually double what I expected. Now I really don't feel bad about buying all those damn DVDs. I guess the really really bad thing about free money is the total complete lack of motivation. I mean, why should I take an embarassing monkey-kinda job when I'm making a pretty good amount staying at home writing short stories. Although I haven't exactly been productive; more along the lines of playing with my Dreamcast. I guess my writing production comes in spurts.
Speaking of writing, I think I'm getting a bit disillusioned with the Group Meetings. Honestly, it's just one bad apple: you guessed it, The Hairy Editor. He has a fucking opinion about everything and it's getting really annoying. Chip. On. Shoulder. And the rub of it is, the fucker hardly ever writes.
When he found out how much I was making with unemployment, he goes "That's hardly worth it." Frankly, he's sitting on his ass doing nothing and making zero so I don't understand where he gets off-- You know the rest of that rant. People like that give unemployment a bad name!
Like I was telling the Bald Flip when I went to keep him company while he applied at Unemployment, there's a certain art to being unemployed. You honestly really have to let go. Frankly I don't think I'm being a total slug because there's projects I'm working on that I actually do care about. The big thing is, I'm not getting IMMEDIATELY paid for it. That's where, if you have a giant motherfuckin' ego, people can get a little snippy. And The Hairy Editor is one of those people. They feel bad about not working so they really actively need to find something to make them feel important, an excuse if you will, about being unemployed. You really shouldn't have to make excuses for yourself.
Actually, the thing I really miss about employment is the company. Sitting on your ass all day in front of the word processor can get a little lonely. That might be why I'm considering going back to the Capitol. Not that I like the job, I just miss the atmosphere and the money. I helped the Effeminate Heterosexual wave signs and it was really nice to see everyone again. I haven't waved signs as an "adult" before. (I helped Mommy wave for Eileen Anderson and that was the last time. Remember who the fuck Eileen Anderson was?) It's pretty interesting. On the whole, most people actually wave back. I always thought I was in the minority. The ones that are really hard to get to wave to you are those that drive Lexuses and Toyota 4Runners. Go figure. And it's really surprising to see how many people actually eat Lay's potato chips while driving.
Do I just sound like a spoiled brat? Okay, maybe I am, but at least I'm self aware right? Self awareness is what prevents one from being a complete asshole right? Right?
On an entirely different note, I was smoking a cigarette outside the Ward Centre Borders and I saw a Chinese F.O.B. guy walk right into the ladies restroom and seconds later, he came RUNNING out, hands over his mouth. I couldn't stop laughing for the next five minutes.
There's a lotta people saying how stupid Charlie's Angels was; those idiots are missing the entire point. This was one of the all time greatest stupid-on-purpose movies ever. As soon as you see the beginning credit sequence, you should be able to completely understand. Plus there's some pretty kick-ass The Matrix supervised fighting; you haven't lived until you've seen a MEAN, kung fu Crispin Glover. (Hello McFly?!) And Cameron Diaz-- I love this woman. When you see her dance to "Baby Got Back"... Her ass should be minted as a national treasure.
