I’m wandering about on-line, searching for someone who needs me. It’s seeming so futile that I can’t imagine how people find potential mates this way.
NEW AD – Help Wanted (01/15/04)
MILLIONAIRE MINDED? Local semi-retired millionaire looking for 2 key people to teach business to. Ph 1-877-347-2432
Nope – they can’t be wanting me. I think of the lottery is another tax. *sighs* It’s sunny outside. Liquid heat pouring through the windows. Bright and eyefilling. I considered writing about past amours today but decide the list is too wretched a thing to think about on a lovely day like this. Dammit Gavin – why can’t I remember your last name?
Help Wanted (01/09/04)
Graveyard Receptionist wanted. Must be reliable, responsible & organized. Duties incl. answering ph, data entry, booking appts & record keeping. N/s. Fax resume: Jet Set Escort
This one though – I could do that. I’m not againt the oldest proffession. I can type, take phonecalls and Graveyard is my favorite. Finally I could answer when I’m asked if I know any pretty single women. “Could I set you up with any? Sure! Claire only charges $35/hour – could you handle that??”