| THIS IS A READ-ONLY ARCHIVE FROM THE SORABJI.COM MESSAGE BOARDS (1995-2016). |
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the emails have begun. "Thank you and goodbye. I enjoyed my two years of working here." i hate this. hate this hate this. between now and 10am pacific i might get a call. notification of the end of my employment. it is possible, unlikely. you lose focus of something. this dream. the cohesive fiber of the union. concepts of the future dissolve and fade into nothing. confusion. then you rebuild. do you even care anymore? could this RIF be the one that pushes you over the edge? drives you to seminary, where you can give up on the whole game? life becomes thin. colors dull, features blur. you might have shampoo in your eyes for how you feel. lifeless. someone has unplugged your subwoofer. but, something will come to respark you. those basic needs still need to be fulfilled. that feeling of betrayal never really leaves though, does it? the taste of copper in your mouth. you had faith in the people who sold you the story. they must have had their fingers crossed. fuckers. pinche la vida. |
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woohoo economy! the worst part is the adult business is really hurting. porn stores are closing left and right. puritanism through economics. |
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i mean, once i sell this house i'm able to do whatever the fuck i want. |
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a little travel. ooo. i got 5 weeks, tiggy. |
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any other person, i'd say, yeah, sorry to hear you lost your job, but take advantage of a bad situation by taking some time off for yourself to regroup. i'd say when you miss bbq, come visit us in texas during your travels. but nate, i fear that too much unstructured time for you could be detrimental. i mean, you never know, it could unleash the boognish. which, come to think of it, wouldn't be so bad for sorabjiland at least. |
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which is why i'm about to roll a huge joint. well, not really huge. this weed is fucking potent. then again, maybe huge. we'll see. anyway, i don't think it will be unstructured for long. i've had a word or two with some people i know and, well, i think i have some good prospects. but meanwhile. i'm going to go through this bottle of scotch, smoke this joint, and whack it to the first fifteen minutes of y tu mama tabien. |
:( (you losing your job, not you whacking it to y tu mama tabien. I'm okay with that.) the porn stores. patty? not the porn stores!! |
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i wish i would get rif'ed. i have fantasies of it, actually. you've got some money squirreled away, right nate? look at this as an opportunity to have some freedom for a bit, until your money runs out. |
anyone *except* nate. in any case, i wish you luck friend. of course you'll be okay - given your success you of all people won't be unemployed for a day longer than you'll want to be. just watch yourself - like i said, too much unstructured time for you might not be a good thing. plus we all know unemployment is one of two perfect excuses to indulge in reckless, self-destructive behavior. i wish i was at your house tonight. not so i could witness the whacking off part, of course. it's the fatty and the scotch. |
referring to the joint. the ganga. |
15 minutes of The Thin Red Line? |
i might make that drive, agatha. why not? i had fantasies about being rif'd too. i've been thinking maybe that's why i was. |
If you want, let me know what you do and if you are willing to move |
also, if you're suggesting a job in your sector, i have serious doubts i could obtain significant security clearance. |
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i'm starting to really think that it is time to do something else. i can probably live for a couple years on the proceeds from the house. it may be time to see if there is a novel in me. |
Whatever you decide to do, good luck, and don't party too damned much. |
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nate writer |
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Being Nate |
*drooling* |
I would love to be able to devote most of my energy to my artwork and not worry about making money. (MacArthur Foundation, are you listening?) |
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tiggy's probably right on the subject, though i haven't arrived there yet myself. i need to drive around a bit first. |
drive. go. you may not get another chance. |
How about "Being Nate Malkovitch"? |
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no one likes LA. |
i'll come visit you, patty. everyone loves LA. |
mememe, it's all about me. |
if i were in your position, id gas and tune the car, get a sack, a few clothes and a map and a highlighter and hit the road. decide where to go based on topography and randomness. come to a fork in the road, take a guess. left or right. where your may roam. ive thought of this. one of these days i will do this. by myself, rent a car, load up with my camera, hit the road and visit small towns, stay in shabby hotels along the way. |
It is fun, though. Last year I drove from coast to coast twice. |
which is why i should do crazy things that i cant afford right now. besides, i'll probably never have much money, so carpe diem! |
say when shes 4 or 5. also nothing to say mommy wont give me a week off. when shes old enough not to go insane....when shes in school. |
like what? you only have as many responsibilities as you give yourself. |
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Then both of you should post extensively about it. |
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