September 7, 2004

please stand by

i’m flying on that ultra luxurious carrier known as ATA where I’ll sip on the finest selections of sodas the world has to offer while headed towards the hot spot of beautiful Newark, NJ where all the rich and famous go to see and be seen.

In reality, I’m headed for an interview and ATA was the cheapest option available which sends me a good message of course. We want you, but we don’t really want to pay full price.

At any rate, the potential new job would keep me in Chicago, but increase my salary enough that I could afford to keep the second liver and stop selling my plasma and sperm.

Wish me luck it that’s what I want. I’ll figure it out on the way home.