Sunday, November 28, 2004

the art of bumming

I quit my job after two months of getting dragged up from sleep at 5 in the morning.

It's a tough choice, but my reasons are enough to malign the institution (and perhaps, the department) where I was employed. It certainly meant that I won't have to put the details of my leaving and therefore save my ass from ending up being sued for any form of defamation. Technically, I'm starting my first few of days of reliving the bumhood I had so relished since I came to Florida.

Yeah, I know it's difficult. Money is liberating, I guess--and it indeed helped me in finding a way how to get that darn dvd I craved for when I was in Manila and aspiring for the time when I can get that title without having to think of the day the next paycheck will arrive. Now, I'm beginning to exercise a round of extensive frugality--had my last online order from amazon for 3 cds--a culminating purchase to my compulsive shopping vices.

Sigh. Bumming is a prison you can't get out.

latest musing of Etchie at 01:54