identity. i have come to a decision about life. a life decision if you will. i think i am taking a job. this may not be such an important endeavour for many people of the world but when you have been coddled and helped along for all your life, this "taking of a job" thing takes on some big importance. most fibers of my being doesn't want this job. but being a logical rational person, this job is necessary. because it provides "stability." the magic keyword of maturity. stable people are trustworthy people. stable people are dependable people. stable people are boring. but hey. i was boring before so now i might as well be boring but with means.



i had a grand mini-plan that didn't involve a real actual behind the desk job. it involved learning the numbers of fruits and vegetables in order to input them into a check register. it was supposed to be a glorious vision of me as a scab, crossing picket lines and valiantly cashiering and bagging despite the protests of the union people. it was supposed to be about flexibility, short terms and seventeen fifty an hour. and it was supposed to be about making short term money to fuel long term goals. but hey, i scoff at long term goals.



so for now, call me anything you want, but make sure you put administrative assistant somewhere in there.



update (oct 30): actually, i've decided not to take it.



update2 (oct 30, 4 hours later): actually, i've decided to take it. but with some new wrinkles. mainly that i can still be unemployed for 2-3 weeks while i look around. wow. things just sometimes work out when you procrastinate. the world is a wonderful place with wonderful people in it.