1.12.2005
the randomizer
i got my semi-unregularly distributed social security newsletter thingy that tells you how much you'd get in social security if, at this particular moment, you were befallen with a tragedy that left you disabled or, cod forbid, corpsified. let's just say, i or my nonexistent husband and children would receive enough money to eat rice and beans and get a subscription to netflix, nothing more. but i guess that's the thing, you have to WORK and EARN that social security, so one day, provided that i continue to WORK and EARN it, i should have a little more than a measly pittance to help me through my twilight years. yeah, i call shenanigans.
but it was kinda cool to see how much money i've made every year since i started working... i've quintupled my average income since my freshman year of college. and i still don't make shit. imagine that.
i really wish i could tell the difference between "choosing your path and finding a career that you love and doing it like crazy til you're in diapers" and "getting whatever job it is you happen to be able to get and slaving there, day in and day out with the promise of some happytime goldenland payoff in the end." i guess i just haven't really found the thing i want to do that much yet. i get pretty disillusioned with things pretty easily. it's an eventuality. is that fatalistic? do you like all of my multisyllabic word choices?
bah, anyway, i'm just bored. there's nothing on the telly and i'm kinda sick of the superweb again and zack's soccer game won't be over for another hour. i elected not to go, on account of my lingering disdain and outrage over the outcome of the war of 1812. i could be enjoying a delicious croissant right this very second.
and destructo fucks his pillow.
so that's cool.
but it was kinda cool to see how much money i've made every year since i started working... i've quintupled my average income since my freshman year of college. and i still don't make shit. imagine that.
i really wish i could tell the difference between "choosing your path and finding a career that you love and doing it like crazy til you're in diapers" and "getting whatever job it is you happen to be able to get and slaving there, day in and day out with the promise of some happytime goldenland payoff in the end." i guess i just haven't really found the thing i want to do that much yet. i get pretty disillusioned with things pretty easily. it's an eventuality. is that fatalistic? do you like all of my multisyllabic word choices?
bah, anyway, i'm just bored. there's nothing on the telly and i'm kinda sick of the superweb again and zack's soccer game won't be over for another hour. i elected not to go, on account of my lingering disdain and outrage over the outcome of the war of 1812. i could be enjoying a delicious croissant right this very second.
and destructo fucks his pillow.
so that's cool.
# posted by Nancy Cunningham @ 8:41 PM 
