Catch up
I’m not sure what to do with my diary here. I just know I have to keep it going.
I want to have this be my place to bitch, since people I know freaked out about my reaction to my unemployment for months on fuckbook. Gee, sorry it hasn’t been a big party for YOU, fair weather friends. But even I think I’ve bitched too much about my situation, so I’ve been trying to occupy my time more productively.
And that hasn’t been easy. When you’re unemployed you don’t have to be anywhere. My loose schedule got looser and looser. with no money, there’s not much to do. Keep applying and each one drives you more angry and insane. I read a lot.
I reinstated my Netflix, because I get 3 channels on tv. Even when things were going good, fuck cable. somehow, since 2001 I’ve saved thousands of dollars not having it. I wish I had it in a lump sum now!
Admittedly, I have gotten lazier. Lazier is another way of looking at saving money I don’t have. There’s not much to do but walk around, get tired and hungry and buy food or other things I don’t need to (I have groceries at home). But I have to get out, even to look at consumer rats in the mall. I can spot all the other unemployed in the mall. We’re the only ones that walk without a destination or any sense they have to be somewhere.
I try to write. I have an idea for 2 books, one here in the bay area and one of course for Vegas. Both pretty much have the same framework. I didn’t think I’d think of an advantage, but with this time here, it’s been very easy for me to compare what isn’t here. At times, the opposite is true. I want to post one on an online publisher of e-books. They promote and copyright and take a cut of any action.
Moving back to California, I had to evaluate what there was to do, what happened locally, etc. It’s exactly what people do in Vegas or on any vacation. I noticed patterns and I listed them, outlined them, categorized a certain comfortable number of chapters and eventually started writing.
I also write on yelp to evaluate businesses. I have no business drinking my problems away, it’s a waste. But, at the same time all there pretty much is to do where i live is go to different bars. It’s enough to start a book, maybe a sequel for anything I don’t know about or cover in the months I’ve been back. Being a writer makes me feel like I’m behind a lot, like there’s so much to write about, pictures to take care of, etc. I’m writing the cliche book about the Strip so I can "build" on it, basically get it out of the way, so later I can get a writing pattern down for off strip and yet another category/ book. That’s what everything before builds to.
Aside from writing, I’ve been studying for a class a (truck) driver’s license. There’s one thing I can make money at that’s always in demand, easy overtime and customers should theoretically be happy to see me. More like relieved maybe, it’s probably your worst time of the month to call a tow truck.
So, that’s what’s going on. I know I at least need to write on a weekly basis.
I’ll shoot for Sundays? So you can start to read me on mondays. If anything can cheer you up on monday, it’s someone else’s problems: mine.
Sadly, I have not only applied to retail I wouldn’t even go to if I HAD the money, but temp holiday stores. It’s a sad thing to not be able to get a shitty job, “beneath” you.
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