There is nothing more annoying than someone else reading your mail before you do. My life is a litany of annoyances, yet I don't stop living it. Oh, and another thing, I am not really unemployed. I have several jobs or rather semi-contractual arrangements that are less than lucrative. I collect these things, and I'll get another gig next thursday. My aim really is to stay busy without having to wake up everyday and go to work. Remarkably, it looks like I will be successful. I need to go back to school and develop more talents so i can keep doing this. If I could just get a decent car, I'd be set. I feel as if I have something else to say, and yet I can think of nothing. Strange.