I sat around my usual post for awhile this morning after an exam that could have gone better with realities that were slowly starting to creep up on me. Just how much longer could I put off graduating? I possess no marketable talent. *I say marketable because the ability to roll (finger-quotes) killer joints does not usually provide financial security.* My time to live by my wits and wiles won't last forever...
But they would probably last another afternoon. So I came home, put the headphones on and smoked a bowl and superglued Scrabble tiles to thumbtacks to spell "FUCK WAR" over my desk.
But they would probably last another afternoon. So I came home, put the headphones on and smoked a bowl and superglued Scrabble tiles to thumbtacks to spell "FUCK WAR" over my desk.
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psmith:
most things aren't marketable until you create a market for it, that's where advertising comes in.
stiles:
good plan. I'm sure something will open up. it usually does. Perhaps you could bar tend while deciding on something more permanent.