I writing this becasue I have a few misc. story ideas bouncing around in my head and I hate writing this shit down in 8.5/11 in paper, which is all I have availble at the moment. It just struck me that posting this employes a technology at 2000 years younger than the previous one shunned. What spoiled little bitches we are.Without further ado, here comes the random
-a Johny Potseed, with sandals that drop seads as they wear out
-A baby mosh pit,
-Neo-luddites trying/succedding in bringing back carrier pigeions as a viable communication system in a major city
-coins/chips(micro or fish and) left on the eyes of the dead for the boatman
--Wifi hubs tethered on weather balloons(tie into pigeons'?)
-The space elavator
As for the life and all, I'm looking for work with moderate fervor. My resumes up on monster and I expected people to be knocking down the door. Poor little optomistic me. I'm on the edge of broke, at the point of considering asking my quasi-estranged dad for a loan. Not a place I want to be. It has been suprising hard to find something, but I haven't went to the extreme of the job placent agencies yet, which I will probally get to this week. I upgraded the monitor array again, so now im at 22in and 21 in, not factoring the 32in tv acros the room. Im very pleased. Set about cleaning my apartment for the in-a-month-or-two-move. Sadly, it is very entertaining. I think I am that straved for meaningful work. And that as they say is that.
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