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I have attached two pictures.
The first -- “New Hand,” - explains why I’ve been posting sporadically lately. It’s all over now, though, and it was - wait for the loving cliché - easily the happiest day of my life so far. Sara G. kicks my ass. The DJ played about 92% music I provided, including “Sugar in the Marmalade,” a shitty Canto-Pop song that makes all of my friends laugh, and Derek Kurth’s acoustic, ballad version of “Baby Got Back.”
The second - “New Job,” - shows some of the things I’ve been able to get recently from my new job. For SIXTEEN WEEKS AT A TIME!!! I get paid to touch books. Somebody likes me.
And now, I work 8:30am to 5pm. I get to have a life again. I get to plan more than a week in advance, for the first time in…maybe four years.
I get to write every day.
I get to read every day.
I have goddamned surround sound for my kung-fu movies.
The Coolest Girl in the World and I walked into the wedding reception to “The Imperial March.”
I got to profess my love to her in my wedding vows, which mentioned Giant Robots.
I am the happiest/luckiest crazy-ass motherfucker on the planet.
benjamin sTone
Who will be back to writing soon, and who has noticed that his Tourette’s is a lot more subdued after quitting his old job…
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My hypershort fictions and commentaries go to http://www.yahoogroups.com/groups/compositemolecules
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Also visible, with a few exceptions, at www.livejournal.com/users/benchilada
The first -- “New Hand,” - explains why I’ve been posting sporadically lately. It’s all over now, though, and it was - wait for the loving cliché - easily the happiest day of my life so far. Sara G. kicks my ass. The DJ played about 92% music I provided, including “Sugar in the Marmalade,” a shitty Canto-Pop song that makes all of my friends laugh, and Derek Kurth’s acoustic, ballad version of “Baby Got Back.”
The second - “New Job,” - shows some of the things I’ve been able to get recently from my new job. For SIXTEEN WEEKS AT A TIME!!! I get paid to touch books. Somebody likes me.
And now, I work 8:30am to 5pm. I get to have a life again. I get to plan more than a week in advance, for the first time in…maybe four years.
I get to write every day.
I get to read every day.
I have goddamned surround sound for my kung-fu movies.
The Coolest Girl in the World and I walked into the wedding reception to “The Imperial March.”
I got to profess my love to her in my wedding vows, which mentioned Giant Robots.
I am the happiest/luckiest crazy-ass motherfucker on the planet.
benjamin sTone
Who will be back to writing soon, and who has noticed that his Tourette’s is a lot more subdued after quitting his old job…
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My hypershort fictions and commentaries go to http://www.yahoogroups.com/groups/compositemolecules
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Also visible, with a few exceptions, at www.livejournal.com/users/benchilada