The man who sold it to me told me, “It’s, mmm! – like butter.” Oh well, yeah then, shit, give me some, I said. I didn’t know how much I had paid for it. I ate it and almost passed out. How much did I pay for this? I ran to the refrigerator to look at the wrapper around the rest of it to see what I paid for fish that almost made me come. Okay. Yeah, expensive but, oh well.
I’m too consumed with changing the trajectory of my life to be a foodie. I keep it basic with food, but now I wonder if there’s other fish out there I missed. While I don’t spare cost for good food, it can’t be too expensive. I spent half my unemployment check on that fucking fish. But I did buy it again. Oh I just had to hit that up, like, two times…
Are you ready? There’s gonna be a whole lotta me on this blog! I’m unemployed beginning tomorrow! So I’ll be posting three, four, five, six, seven, eight times a day! Between this and going to the nudist colony with my friend “Tom,” I should be quite occupied. Don’t worry, the posts will be substantive, maybe one or two of them anyway, the others will be run-of-the-mill whining, self-searching, lashing-out, self-flagellating, accusatory stuff.
I kicked it all off today with a really nice dinner at Mamajuana with a couple of friends, a brilliant distraction from the reverie of doom that might occupy my mind on the dawn of unemployment. The good news is that I may be back to work there in the Springtime. How could you not want to work here — yeah I used my cheap ass phone camera:
Haha, so cute — my boss on my first review there seven years ago, says, she says, “Sandee enjoys coming to work.”
I was an enthusiastic five-year old swinging a new lunch pail on the way to kindergarten.
See you all in fifteen minutes with my next posting!