This year- Day one hundred and ninety five. (money)
2010-01-11/12:56 a.m.

My friend told me that her job is being extended for another year (on the three it's been going so far) and I said that it must be nice to not have to worry about work or money for a few years. She's also a creative freelancer type like me.

Her reply is that she never worries about money, she just assumes it will all work out.

I can't imagine that at all. I must have looked at her like a crazy person when she said that.


A note I found in a drawer.
The Extra Lens and Adultery.
Books are beautiful.
Ira Glass made me feel better about things.
Something that happened yesterday.