It's not that I'm unemployed - I'm not. I am just working so little at the moment that some days it feels like I don't have a job. Until things pick up, I will count this as the fourth of The Unemployed Periods of My Life. Here are the other three:
1. The winter/spring after the summer after I graduated, I was jobless for an entire nine months. I was living with my uncle and grandmother at the time. That part was amazing. I really didn't like having so much time on my hands, though.
2. When I was first living with Lolabola, I had no job for about a month. One day I called her at work to talk about a butt crack I had seen walk by our apartment. She was too busy. I thought, I need a job.
3. A few years later, I was living with Ando. We were job-free together, for a month or two. I watched "Best in Show" four times in one week. I can only think of five movies that I've seen more than once since high school, so that is a lot for me.
On Monday, a workless day, as I wandered around my neighbourhood eating chips and drinking pop, for the first time ever I kind of wished I was 16 because then I wouldn't have felt guilty for wasting time. I really don't ever, ever want to be 16 again.
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you don't?! 16 was the BEST age ever. I wish I was back there EVERY DAY!
17 was better.
How's le Quebec?
hahaha I have a photo to post for you soon.
in Montreal now Just for Laughs festival is on. We have tickets to nothing. Not even kids in the hall tonight or kevin macdonald tomorrow.
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Crappy! It sucks being somewhere when someone good is there and you can't go. Maybe you'll bump into him at the pub and he can do a private skit for you and B.
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