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I Am Skooter
So here's us, on the raggedy edge.
Sunset is an angel weeping / Holding out a bloody sword
— Bruce Cockburn, Pacing the Cage
December 11, 2004
what a weird, long week it’s been

This McJob thing is tiring, especially when combined with another new job. The new job may or may not be a real job, but we’ll see. It’s a bit more real than the McJob, it just doesn’t pay like a real job should.

But I’m tired.

I’ve worked the last 14 days straight: I don’t mean “work” in the abstract sort of popping around from coffee shop to coffee shop and typing in Movable Type entries: I mean work in the sense of you must be somewhere and have a specific list of things to do. I’m not suggesting that I’m assembling steel girders here (maybe I’d rather be) but it’s tiring anyway.

I need a day off. Soon.

So, to that end, a second interview with a company offering a bona fide full time job; 40 hours a week, a salary, benefits. The full deal. This would be a good thing, even if it doesn’t pay what I want. It would be stable, and stability is a good thing.

Tonight, I’m going to relax; I’m going to head to see Geoff Berner’ at the Railway Club. I love jeff, and I’ve written about him before. I think I’ll buy the live album tonight; I’ve been putting this purchase off, and it’s about damn time.

So off I go, to aimlessly wander the streets of Vancouver and try not to think about work for a bit. I like being busy, but I feel like I’m being pulled in too many directions lately. My work suffers as a result, and it begins to cause its own sort of problems.

I’d rather be at the Clown & Bard in Prague if I could be. Maybe I’ll go after all. Maybe I’ll finally get the nerve to just book a random flight and take off. Not right now mind you, but soon.

Posted by skooter at 6:41 PM This entry is filed under Inanities, Music.
This entry is tagged: Geoff Berner, Prague, Railway Club

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