27 September << 2001 >> 2 October
I recall a story that at one time Abbey Hoffman tried to gather a large number of people to join hands in a circle around the Pentagon. They would then try to levitate the Pentagon by means of collective transcendental meditation, in an effort to heal the military's soul. The authorities thwarted his ambition, though. Military people in particular are not super keen on a ring of people holding hands around their administrative headquarters.
I saw a show Wednesday night about a guy who filled part of a warehouse, twenty feet deep, in popcorn. It took him like a month of his life to pop all that popcorn, and like twelve tons of kernels, but he did it. Why? Because he could, and in so doing, he would earn his spot in the Guiness Book of World Records.
Sometimes I get pretty pissed about the fact that I'm not working. That and I'm losing my apartment, I'm broke, and I'm thirty grand in debt. But then I figure it could be worse ... I could have a family that I'm letting down, for example, and I take it back in stride as a learning experience. Some day if I have a family and I lose my job, I'll be better prepared, if not financially, then at the very least, emotionally, for what I have to face.
But, you know, I'd rather just have a friggin' job.
Tomorrow I'm going to get out of bed, no, really, I am going to get out of bed and pursue the job hunt hard core.
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