So, it's a blizzard outside and a Nor'easter is arriving on Sunday. I was driving home on Rainbow Mall Road (the world's gayest little road) and as I approached a stop sign, I applied pressure to the brakes.... lo and behold I wasn't stopping. In fact, I started sliding or gliding like a small 4 wheeled vehicle on ice skates. I slid for 15 feet and the last 10 of that, I was totally sideways. I started giggling like any insane person would do and attempted to right myself and the car with some sobering thoughts. I'm glad I was only the person on the road or that could have been disastrous. I'm also glad I didn't slide off into the great white yonder that is the forest on the side of the road. I once saw a poor, dejected mattress along the side of Rainbow Mall Road. It was living in the forest and subsisting off small squirrels and new shoots. Okay that last part isn't true, but I did see the mattress and I didn't want to follow in its sad, mattressy footsteps.
In other news, while financial solvency seems like a pipe dream at this point, I've gotten another "gift" of being told two things by my current employer. 1) We have no more money to pay you after December 31, 2008. 2) The position we dangled in front of you like a carrot has turned out to be rotten and won't be available to you until April fucking 1, 2009. April fools! You stupid bastards. So with under 2 weeks of actual, paying work left, I began to come up with back up plans (after I lost brain cells while hyperventilating). Temp work until April, working for John, or staying at home like a loser and leeching every last bit of life out of Charles. I don't like any of those options but it's all I've got to choose from. Merry fucking Christmas! I bet Audrey Hepburn never had these kind of troubles.
