March 2nd, 2005

satyr, drool you bastards, bosom

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A while back, I got sick of sitting in a little cube all day staring at a computer screen. I don't want to be a copyeditor forever. I want a career with excitement, drama, the chance to see new things, romance, camelback riding, cash galore, and maybe even a tour of Nepal. That was two months ago. I picked a new course and have been working on a slow slide into it ever since.

Am thinking that perhaps webmaster/freelance writer was not the best choice.

I've seen my desktop. No, really.
satyr, drool you bastards, bosom

I need...

I need:

Duck pate
Easter candy
A trip to Nepal
...Or maybe a trip to France. Or Burundi. Or Kyoto. I HAVE A TRAVEL CALENDAR AND I'M NOT AFRAID TO USE IT.
A tour of the Berkshires as the spring blooms start to open
Veal with lemon sauce in the North End, with Mike's Pastries to top off the meal
A peacock-blue kimono
Ram's horns
Tamago sushi
A book about Japanese temples that shows how the priests and monks live, fully illustrated and about three inches thick
A breezy porch overlooking a broad valley
A motorcycle
A trip to the zoo
Command of the Japanese language
A penthouse atelier overlooking the Back Bay, with extra windows opening onto New York, London, Paris, Hong Kong, Singapore, St. Petersburg, a certain small town in Virginia, and The Ark, a hotel in the Kenyan wilderness. Also, a ladder to climb out of those windows.
A ceiling like the one at Hogwarts
Orange-flavored chicken and pork fried rice
An extra 4 hours in the day, with no extra sleep requirements


Kitty litter
Car repairs
A shower curtain
Gooshy cat food
A cat toothbrush
Work shoes