a very happy, and deservedly so, peter said:
>getting drunk and doing the Ricky Martin dance tonight. kelley if you were
>here, I'd kiss you
say peter, if you were here and i were drunk i'd probably kiss you too!
wait! i'm unemployed. mebbe i should charge or something. which reminds me, people (Annalee Newitz especially), i'm trying to decide what i should do while killing off this damn dissertation! i'm burnt out on adjuncting for peanuts, so:
1. substitute teach good: flexible bad: unruly children
2. school crossing guard good: uniform (postfeminism=dig yourself in a uniform);
free rain poncho bad: pay stinks
3. phantasy phone worker good: pay's great! bad: doug would probably go broke, no more lbo, no more list!
[sorry doug, couldn't resist but you know me....]
and i can write an article about it afterward, right annalee!! it'd be an Ehrenreich kinda thang. except i rilly am destitute. and I'll call it auto-ethnography EZJ and it'll be like *legitimate*
added bonus: annalee, you can rip me apart after i publish it. pay backs...always so fun for everyone
and boy oh boy Wojtek, i feel as if i have just *soooo* many choices here.
entertainment break over
kelley
Q: Are you an academic? Q: Who says? Q: And that's enough for you, is it?