I have a tendency to assume that I only have to tell one person some news and that it will eventually get around to everyone I know. This is apparently not the case because there are still people that don’t know that I’ve been unemployed (that is freed from the oppression of wage slavery etc) for the last few weeks.
Most people know that I was planning on quitting my job. However, I was going to do it this month. My employers decided to pre-emptively fire me. This is fine because now I can apply for Employment Insurance (which, like all insurance, is a scam). I have taken the opportunity to self-reflect and vegetate. As well as hang out with my friends who are likewise underemployed.
I shaved off my beard. Took some pictures and deleted them. Decided I didn’t like it, and so grew most of it back. But I’ll be keeping it at a nice trimmed level from now on.
Next month I will post much. Stay tuned: tell your friends.
About Me
- N. Forsyth
- I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling trees and crushing rocks. I woo women with my sensuous and soulful harmonica playing, and I bake cookies that have been compared to cocaine. I am an expert in drywall, an acolyte of true love, and an outlaw in Norway. Using only a spade and a small mango, I once single-handedly defended a small village in the australian outback from a horde of ferocious dingoes. On weekends, to let off steam, I participate in full-contact haiku. Years ago, I discovered the meaning of life but forgot it just so I could have the joy of discovering it again. I have won chess tournaments in Washington D.C., jousting competitions in Belgium, and dogsled races in Vladivostok. People trust me.
4 comments:
I'm so excited! I'm going to do it! I will get friends. Then I will tell them about next months upcoming fun posts.
Okay, I was just pondering and the more I think the more confused I am becoming. Maybe you can help me out - why aren't you going to Prague? Or something similar? And I liked the Fine Arts look you were sporting.
"Yakka foog mog. Grog fubawup zink wattoom gazork. Chumble spuz."
Exactly. That is the only thing a person can say. Neither agree with or deny it. At the same time, I sense you leaning towards - no, I won't say it. But I'm excited! More excited than I was before even!
Enjoy the EI! I have always wanted that.
Thanks for the birthday poem. You have a gift. Now if only I could get your cookies to go with it...
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