endedben

So I have a job interview today. To man a freight elevator. I need to make up a previous work life and write a resume. And then it strikes me that I'm incredibly lazy. All I want to do is not do stuff. I cannot imagine working hard more than 2 days a week. I hate the very idea of being a responsible grown up, mainly because I doubt I can handle it.

Don't you think The Wizard of Oz was advocating some weird shit? I mean, it's about a little girl who barges into a foreign land by dropping a house on a lady and then tops that by breaking into a castle and killing their first victom's sister! Then she gets off scott free and goes back home! What kind of lesson is that?


And this is me as a crewmember on a small seacraft.

And, what ho, this city is way too fast paced for me, I think. It's all about speed and getting things done quickly. That's the exact opposite of me. I take my time and get quality jobs done. Not to say people can't do quality jobs fast, it's just I can't. I wish I lived in the stereotype of California, where everyone surfs and hangs out at the burger joint.

On top of that, I can barely imagine leaving the house today. I'm gonna probably put it off longer and longer and sabotage my whole damn life. Meanwhile, Spoon Kill The Moonlight is a surprisingly good album. "The Way We Get By" is quite thrilling.