I was cleaning my room today and was concentrating on the tangled nest that my desk had become. You know how over time, receipts and things build up in your wallet? And then you have to go out in nice pants and it looks like you have three butt cheeks? So you take everything that’s not currency or ID and leave it in a fold on your desk, alongside previous folds? To sit until such time as you start to get a physical headache at the chaotic environment in which you work?
I always go through the piles really carefully, convinced that this is going to be the day that some lucky dumpster diver gets my credit card number and expiration date and goes to Tahiti.
And today, I found $70 left over from this home network consulting thing I did way the heck back in September. Woohoo! I’d been feeling sort of poor with some big bills all hitting at the same time and rent coming up, but this should cushion and give me some breathing space until the first paychecks start coming in for January work.
Hello! I was searching for the lyrics to the Magnetic Field’s I Don’t Want to Get Over You when I found your comic. From there I found this site, and well, I suppose I’m just saying hello. I really enjoy what I had read, and you having amazing taste in music. I’m Kimberly, from right outside of Chicago, and umm, err, hello!