So yeah, things are still not so hot in my world, but I have been trying to be proactive. Friday was a nightmare - getting bitch-slapped by my bosses son was the least of my indignities of the job. I am so tired of searching: for my self, for a career, for love, for a perfect figure etc....isn't it time I found one of these? By this time in my life I should be found. It is so frustrating. I need a free life coach. On the way home from Malibu today I was fantasizing about starting a jewish gospel choir - I would find other Jewish soul singers in the LA area and we would get together and rock shabbat all over the country. I could arrange regular hebrew songs into awsome gospel ballads and get all the Uncle Morty's in the world standing up and clapping along - get the soul back into shul - ya know what I mean? But who has time for fantasies anyway.
The magazine launch has been pushed back so for those of you who were anxiously awaiting the January launch - sorry - but that gives me more time to gear myself up to start dating again so I have something to write about.
I was going to go to the gym, but I just don't feel like it. Anyone else out there looking in the mirror and not recognizing themselves anymore? I look tired and old. I feel tired and old. Maybe I will just lay in bed and watch movies until I fall asleep.
I guess there is something to be said for job security - but somewhere down the line (and I hope it is soon) I will be shown the reason why I am here.
Na-na
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