Good evening avid readers. Well, I have no readers, so it would be presumptuous to hope they could be avid. Arguably I have nothing to say that hasn't been said before, but I've always thought blogging to be one of those experiences that someone my age should try in her life. Kind of like listening to Nirvana for the first time in one's room in the parent's basement, buying and subsequently junking one's first automobile, drinking a shot of jager, wearing an outfit made of PVC and dancing in a club to Marilyn Manson (hello, early 2000s...), joining Facebook, leaving Facebook, joining Facebook again, dressing Goth, dressing Rockabilly, dressing Hipster, dying one's hair blonde, and getting a dog.
Now that you know everything about my past...
I am a 31 year-old woman currently living on Medical EI. In Canada, that means I am on a leave of absence my job because of "illness", and the government pays 60% of my wages whilst I recuperate. Why 60%? Beats me. Possibly because it's JUST enough to pay rent so that I have an address at which to collect bills, rent increase notices, harassing mail from Provincial and National Student Loans, and undecipherable mail from my benefits provider, asking me to pay $500 a month if I wish to remain medically covered. Of course, I can opt out and pay nothing, I mean... that is an option, as I'm unable to work and may not be able to afford it. Of course, I'm unable to work because of a medical issue, so needless to say, I'm scraping the cash in case I happen to need MEDICAL COVERAGE.
I am not currently employed at my job as a clinical counsellor. However, I like to say that I'm a full time employee of collecting government money and shuffling my finances. It takes skills to stay afloat whilst on sick leave. One has no time to be sick... Just the other day, as I was standing in line at the pawn shop with my two-year old flat-screen computer monitor (purchased at $250, sold for $25) I thought to myself, "I need a vacation!" I immediately then spent the afternoon pondering the painful depreciation of computers and electronics.
I have time to do that now. Ponder. I ponder a lot of random things. I wonder if there could be a new, simple dating rule that says if you and the guy you're sleeping with use up an entire box of condoms, that is the point at which you are considered to be in a relationship. 20 fucks? Sure, sounds about right. That way, we can eliminate the whole "are we, aren't we" debacle.
I also thought about my recent illegal download of "The Social Network." I noticed that Trent Reznor did the music, and I thought about all the kooky shit Trent gets up to. Then I had a moment where I thought - what if Trent has hacked his way into my computer *through* the illegal download and is now going to crash my computer as some kind of punishment.
Trent - if you're reading this, I really don't think you're evil. Oh, and I caught your water bottle at the SOFA show, and there is now officially no degree of separation between our lips. Heart!
Ahhh well. Off to fill out my Cognitive Behavioural group therapy worksheets. I can now tick off the box that asks if I completed one "small task or goal". Although instead of rating my mood, I feel I should be rating my level of self-absorption.
Signing out from my den of slack-
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Hi friend! You posted this on Facebook, so I had a read. You have at least 1 avid reader.
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