Goodbye Unemployment
I was sitting on my porch just a moment ago and noticed that amid the ridiculously powerful wind gusts, a softball-sized bird nest kept intact between two quarter-inch thick branches on an 11-foot tall tree. Across the street, a 65-gallon trash barrel filled with refuse was knocked on its side, spreading the neighbor’s discarded effects about. And I thought, that’s significant.
Today is my last day of unemployment, and it is probably the best day I have had to date in 2009. There really is no reason why it qualifies as my best day; after all, I have three dollar bills and a prescription bottle of nickels to my name, I have a runny nose and I keep thinking I should feel more morose, much as I used to feel on the last day of summer before I would return to school. But I won’t argue with my state of mind.
What is the deal with Twitter? I won’t even validate its existence by typing it into wikipedia. Isn’t blogging enough? I know that there are some interesting people out there, but let us be honest with ourselves, do we really want to know the minutiae of any individual’s life? It’s not that it’s creepy, just verifiably silly. In reality, few people that blog (myself included) have an interesting enough life that warrants periodic documentation (nevermind by-the-minute updates). I began this blog assuming I would write about my readjustment to life in the United States. I quickly learned that a) nobody cares about my readjustment to life in the United States and b) I don’t really care about documenting my readjustment to life in the United States. So I reverted to simply talking about my life. Which has gone well and I intend to continue doing so. But Twitter? Call me out-of-date, but I like to keep my dispatches old-fashioned. You know, sporatically written by laptop at a coffee shop.
But in case any of you were curious, I just ripped a tag off of a t-shirt, I ate yogurt for breakfast, and I erased 17 text messages from my cell phone inbox. Take that, Twitter.
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