Poor But Brilliant...
So it's been almost a week as I’ve been without internet until now... I went to Santa Cruz for the first half of the week...which was nice...I hung out on the beach, walked around shops, got lost in the bookstore and reread "the hitchhiker’s guide to the galaxy", which is a damn entertaining book...I mean, c'mon, mice invented the earth in order to find out the great question and five minutes before the answer was to come it gets bulldozed by vogans to build a overpass that five minutes later isn't needed...that shit is priceless...hmm, spent a good deal of time with gene...it's the longest we've been around each other so far...I actually think I prefer seeing him once a month...the quality of interaction is just so much greater...I don't know...it's all just good fun...
what I really want, what consumes me is the need for a job...I hate being poor...hate it with all the fiber of my being...and it's not like I’m a capitalist or money grubbing...I just like to live stress-free...which is ironic since I’m a bleeding heart do-gooder who'll be making non-profit wages most of my life...I keep thinking that there's a much better way to go about things...like that if I just had the capital to invest in some of my many brilliant ideas, that I could build an empire pretty damn quickly...it's that first million that I’m having trouble acquiring...imagine that....
and I wonder if other people have these constant brainstorms...I mean, I’ve come up with some truly unique but profitable and worthwhile ideas [which I’ll omit here -- wouldn't want any of you opportunists to steal them ;) ...] ...perhaps it's because I come from the family background that I do...I mean my dad, Dave and Jared have ALWAYS sat around thinking shit up...they're a venture capitalist's wet dream...guess it's hereditary...
I think I’m going to hermit-ize myself this weekend...take care of everything that's piled up so that I can bust ass on getting a job and plan out next weekend...and there'll be tons of partying then...my 22nd birthday, and my mom's 50th, all in one weekend...eep! I know that I’m already scheduled to attend graham/happy/jessica/etc's renegade...and then mom wants to have a bonfire on Sunday on ocean beach...I don't think sleep is in the cards...oy ve....and oh how I love sleep...all I know is that I want a job for my birthday...a good one with kickass people...so if anyone knows decision makers in cool nonprofits looking for a smart chic, let me know....
I watched "real women have curves" last night...it was a good movie...I couldn't help but feel inspired to write a short piece about similar issues ...though I haven't committed any thoughts to paper yet...being a woman with curves I strongly identified with the lead character...capitalist America deserves a strong kick in the ass for the damage that they've done to social perceptions...
speaking of social perceptions, I get the feeling that the general populace is changing its minds...like lately I’ve heard all these guys make comments about how they prefer smaller tits, and curves and the natural look...it's odd the shifts that occur...
ok, this is funny...I just had a conversation about floppy babies...my opinion? They deserve to be drop kicked...I’d love to have a bumper sticker that says "I’d rather be drop-kicking a floppy baby"....what DOES that say about me? I’m evvvvvillll....muhaaahaa
I think that's all I have to share for now...this is a long ass entry already...