the greatest communicator
I lost my job. I only had it a week and a half. I guess $500 is good for that amount of time. Well, decent. Now I have to find a job. Like $3 million other Americans.
My typewriter doesn't have any ink in the ribbon left, and I want to start on my book of essays. It's going to be called The Great Communicator. I have about 10 essays written in my Moleskine. They're about misunderstanding and failure to communicate properly. And other ruminations while I was in Mexico.
I should exercise.