I have decided that life is rigged. I have also decided that Bill Gates sucks. What kind of fourteen year old is making 20,000 at 14?!?
But I have decided that being a doctor will best suit my purposes. Aside from entering the workforce at thirty, I am in charge (mostly), things are clean, organized, I like pressure, and it is a constantly expanding science, meaning that I will always be learning.
Just kidding. I just want the money.
I am constantly amazed at my fabu bff Carolyn Turgeon, or C-Ditty, as she likes me to call her. The further I read in her fabu new book Godmother, the better it gets. It is full of ununderstandable darkness, which I personally think is quite fabu.
You know, I was thinking that when my kids are adults, you won't EVER know when to use which fork, but there will be advanced Facebook etiquette. It's already developing. Ettiquete are just fancy rules that people agree on to say that this situation isn't awkward because there is a generally accepted solution. Like when you are friends with as many people as I am, it is very time consuming to write on every persons walls (advanced apologies if I have not written on your wall yet :S) So the question is. Who's job is it to write on the other party's wall first? Who's obligation is it? The person who invited, or accepted. It's the awkward telephone call
Hey.
Hello.
.....
Hello?
Yep. Still here.
Oh. Good...
Suddenly you wonder if someone has replaced your best friend with your annoying coworker you thought you dun in with a quart of Maalox and half a bottle of sarsaparilla.
Speaking of iPods, mine is still not here.....
But I DID order a fabulously fabu bottle of mah favorite cologne which Wal-Mart rudely refuses to carry any longer.
In other news, I am on the forth chapter of my revisions in my book, Juno. They are coming along nicely, until I discovered that Juno is a girl's name.... history must be mistaken.
Anyway. Random House called me and told me that their CEO has retired and they were wondering if I wanted to do it as a little side thing, on the side. I'm not sure. I don't know if I want to settle for a seven figure income just yet.
But I SHALL consider.
Au revoir, mes amis.
Terminar.
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