Welcome to my happily ever after...
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queer TV
Here I am at work looking at all the crap piled up on my desk. This has been a particularly bad week, and I am really looking forward to taking Friday off.
I have been looking at jobs online, and it seems that the job market is really bad in Houston right now, as it is in a lot of country from what I read. I find myself questioning my career choice right now, and I don't think that right now is really the time to be soul searching.
This career questioning brings to an interesting story that my mother reminded me of the other day:
When I was in first grade, for parents' night we had to draw a picture of what we wanted to do for a living when we grew up. All the other little boys drew pictures of firemen and cops. Not Jonathan....he drew a picture of three women with guns.
See where I am going with this?
When the teacher told me she couldn't figure out what I wanted to do when I grew up based on my picture, I looked at her with blinking and told her and the class I wanted to be one of Charlie's Angels.
My parents could have died when they showed up that night and saw my picture...
70's television made me queer.
9:36 a.m. - 2002-03-06
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