What I need is to win the freakin' lottery. I mean, let's just get it over with, friends and neighbors. I'd be a great rich person. I'd give back. I donate, etc. etc. All my friends would get styled. Life would be good. And I'd still work. Probably keep my restaurant gig. Like those trust funders I worked with in Aspen who did it as a social activity and not for the money. Yeah, that'd be sweet. And then I wouldn't worry about how in the holy hell I was going to pay these bills. Because I know pretty much how much money I'm going to make each night at the restaurant. The trouble is when you start doing the math and realize that there aren't enough days in the month to cover the bills.
Maybe its time to jump ship. Bankruptcy, baby. Not a bad word anymore. Or better yet, I can watch the economy and the country slide into further turmoil. When we all start losing our jobs and can't afford things, I'm pretty sure that credit card debt will be one of the last things on our list of priorities. These greedy vultures will feel the pinch of not collecting on the billions of dollars that the average american owes, and then those sorry fucks will go under. And I will be like one of a zillion americans who just can't pay the bills. And all will be solved. Hell, maybe the government will pass some bill that'll bail all us average folks out of the shitter.
But I really don't want to work 2 jobs. That's pretty much what was on my mind.............
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