Boat ownership is kind of hip. Cameron Mitchell has a boat in this movie I just saw and who's hipper than Cameron Mitchell?

I just landed a job selling knives. Knives! Only hip in tight circles, I know, but I'm not talking catalog crap replicas here. Everyone I know in Wisconsin fishes, or hunts, or at least eats at some point, lets face it, eating is totally 'in' around here. If I had a knife that dispensed booze I'd be Jesus walking on beer. So yeah, I'm less hip than ever before, or am I?

What's it mean to be hip? Who's to say what hip even is.

If it ain't Cutco, congratulations.

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Thats just because you`re a little girl - Perhaps in a couple of year you can be as fashionable as Hollie Stevens and take a dump with style :p

Like I said, I'm pretty sure I'm less hip than ever before. Is it that bad? It's $15 an hour with them or back to cash under the table jobs.

15 an hour's really something in this economy. I know people who are management at three different stores to make ends meet.

My dog chewed the wyres for my tails lights. I was like wtf u do that 4?
n it looked at me like to say. fuck off. n i was like . no u eff off loser. I sed u stink neway. n it started to chew more wires. sew i hit it. n my knuckle hit a bone n now my knuckle is sore n a lil swollen. i dunno y im tellin u peepul dis. i guess. if ur gonna hit ur dog. dont punch it near ne bones. aim for the ribs where its nice n flat. or in its guts. but its ok now cuz we r frends agen. we went to der riva. n i chucked a ball in, an sed go get it. n it did. i waz lik hahahaha cuz the wata was freezin. n it was shiveren wen it got out. den it jumped up on me nice cleen shurt. n put muddie paw pronts all ova it. sew we r even now. but noe we r not. cuz i gotta replce all der wyering on the ute. i ate that effing dog. im gonna buy it cheep dog food. cuz it gives it der shits. den wen its dooen it buseness . im gonna go stare at it. n make it go all shy. cuz ya notice. dogs can do nefing in front of u. n not care. but wen it comes to doen a poop. dey gets dis weird lok on its face. like. dont look at me. im imbrassed.

I was incredibly busy.

I run a few different charities and organiziations. I run one supporting Obama and his future plans for this country, I'm trying to get the 22nd changed for him. I also run an environmental group that collects funds from those who leave a carbon footprint bigger than they would like to... and I plant trees with all the money. I also blog about the injustice in Africa, (although I would hate for our country to get involved militarily) I just want to make a difference and change the world for the better.

So, my day yesterday.

I woke up about 10am, put the heater on and laid in bed till my room was warm, got up about 10:30, took a shower and got dressesed. I put on my charcoal pin stripe pants that I just got mended and a Ministry t-shirt and went to the kitchen where I drank coffee and read while listening to doowop on the radio.

Then I had to get out of the house, I went to the Library to check my emails, I got one from open channel, about the possibility of doing a full time film course after I do the introduction to digital film next month. This sent my head into a spin and I started freaking out about going back to school, so I went home and put a pastie in the oven and drank some wine to try and calm my nerves.

By 5 o.clock I had probably drank more wine than I should have at that point of the day and headed of to the city. First I droped over to my old flat to collect my mail and then went to StKilda to a forum on film funding in Australia as part of the St Kilda film festival. After that I caught the light rail into the city and jumped on a train over to Northcote where I met up with a few people and sank some pints. Things got a bit hazy, I ended up at Mcdonalds as nothing else was open to get food from, I got a big Mac with fish patties instead of Meat. Somehow got to my bed.

The End.

Sorry to bump this with a not so hip post...but I got a job!! I started last Wed. Worked Wed, Thurs, Fri, off today then work tomorrow.

It's in another liquor store, but not as beer manager(yet...) so the pay isn't $16.50 an hour. But, it's a heck of a lot better than nothing.

Anyway, thanks for all the suggestions. Just thought I'd share. Oh, and I'm seriously out of shape after 1 1/2 years out of work. This store has been kicking my ass, lol.

This is about as far as I go in social networking. No MySpace, no FaceBook. Just not for me.

I was just sharing since it had been discussed in this thread. Sheesh.

yeah, by you.

not my fault you thought a joke thread would be the best place for your sob story.

;)Alright young lady, if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything.

Yeah. But don't that first pay check feel great?

Awesome man that's great news. Hope it works out well for you!

:eek: You...you challenged MD? You defied her! They said it couldn't be done...