And we're up again

So about 2 weeks is as long as I cared to live irresponsibly. It was a lot of fun though. Mostly it consisted of hedonistic, wild pleasures like goldfish crackers and sleeping in. I'm feeling much more productive now - I have a job interview for a position as a bank teller tonight... we'll see how that goes. I'm cautiously optimistic about it. Also, I move into a new little 2 bedroom apartment on the first of the month. It will be nice to have a place of my own again because I'm tired of having to keep my pants on when I come home from work. I'm ready to walk around in my underwear again and eat goldfish for dinner. Er, so, I guess - I still want to live a *little* hedonistic-ly.

Free Bird

I’ve decided that I want to live my life irresponsibly. I don’t want to save for the future. I don’t really care about retirement. I’m no longer concerned about the earth or the children or the third world countries. I’m actually not really concerned about anything. I think it sounds like fun to live in a double wide trailer on someone else’s lot – or even better – maybe just in a van. Or, maybe I’ll marry someone who’s no good for me in lots of different ways and let him support me. Or, if he can’t then I’ll work too and be content to live paycheck to paycheck at temp jobs I’m overqualified for. I’m not going to concern myself with trying to be healthy either. Way to much work. And you never know how long your going to live anyway, so I might as well – relax. Besides, goldfish crackers taste way to good and I don’t want the guilt.