I want a new job

I'm sick of computers, I'm gonna sell everything and move to NYC and do this



work in the outdoors, meet interesting people...anyone got a room to rent?

what low stress job would you want to do?

I want to live on a houseboat and write full time.

I'm gonna be a Brewmaster.

Loot and pillage... thats a job right?

Vida Guerra ass oiler

I wanna give up everything else and just drum

wait!


what!

I work in a factory. The day has stressful moments, but I can leave it all behind, because at the end of my day, it's not my problem anymore. Some little brat isn't going to get his jumbo swingset that cost more than my college education and my mother's house combined on time?

Meh!

Dude... I use to want one of those so bad when I was a kid... I had one of the flimsy metal ones from K-Mart.

Well sure, the low-end ones we make are still pretty nice, and they're standardized enough that making them doesn't put sweat on my butt.

I'm just sayin'. I don't know any kid on the planet that needs a $60,000 play set. Those little bastards can fuck off.

Nah... I totally needed one! Mine was one of the kind that my auntie had to hold the legs down when I was on the swing so it didn't tip over

...although when I worked at the cabinet factory in SuFu I always wondered how people could spend $100,000 in kitchen cabinets when that's like a decent house.

$60,000 for a swingset? Are they made out of diamonds and sterling silver?

Ok. I'll steal you a set piece by piece and mail it to you. Or if you come back round here for Christmas, we can go on a Rainbow Raid. ^_^

The mass-produced model is ok, right? Those swing beams are hard to smuggle out in my ladybits.

Rad!
I'll be back in the summer... we could totally smuggle it out and set it up at my parents house, they are only like an hour from Brookings.

Bitchin. Don't forget to bring a sneaky ninja mask!



No covert operation is complete without one.

I kinda want to go back to Caseys and make pizza. Ok, maybe I just want access to their ginormous deep-fryer.

Will do! I'll have to get the boy to get me one for Christmas

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I like being a teacher, but sometimes I really wish I had a job where I didn't have to think about it once I left.

HathOriginal said:

Kleio said:
Bitchin. Don't forget to bring a sneaky ninja mask!



No covert operation is complete without one.

Will do! I'll have to get the boy to get me one for Christmas

Oh btw...

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He should come too. He can drive the getaway truck.

I want a new drug.

One that won't make me sick.

One that wont make me crash my car

Or make me feel three feet thick.

When I was little I really wanted to grow up to become a Dallas Cowboy cheerleader. My latest ambition is to learn how to do synthetic hair extentions. I was a welder last year for like 5 seconds. After school was finished I really couldn't commit to a real welding job. I think my boss was pissed that I quit after only 4 days, but the commute was hell and I couldn't stay away from the kids all those hours. I'm content volunteering 3 days a week and working one day a week. It's all about flexibility. Ya know?
xo-Elle

If I ever came into a lot of money I would just go to school and study various things that would never get me anywhere. Religion, Philosophy, Art History, Aromatherapy, Metaphysics, ParaPsychology,
and a ton of craft courses like....I'd learn how to sew, blow glass, stain glass, toll painting, candle making and such.
I'd dick around more often with watercolors and acrylics on found objects. I would also melt color crayons on more things incuding, but not limited to- large round stones, pebbles, and chrismas bulbs. I'd also melt color crayons onto a large drip candle so that it was more colorful.

Overshare?

I'm in. I'm sick of the whole getting spit at, kicked, assaulted, verbally abused and disrespected shtick at work. A little cross-country grand larceny seems nice right now.

Mischevious midwestern chicks rock.

We should steal several sets, and then sell them on the swingset black market. We'd never have to work again - provided we lived modestly and invested well.