Friday, February 20, 2009

Drown In My Own Tears

It's tough to even think about blogging when I get overwhelmed with anxiety. Actually, that's kinda my usual state, but at least this time the source is something real and concrete. Believe me, it's nice to be able to actually nail it down and that it's nothing intangible that myself or anyone else has difficulty to name. Ha! I can beat this one! Potential impending financial doom?? I scoff at you!

Whatever...if it wasn't enough that our condo is screwed (see below), now Stacey and I have 2 Saturns that will either become rare and collectible ( yeah...right!), or worthless to re-sell (most likely) thanks to GM's announcement that Saturn will be toast by 2012. Way to go GM. You've run yourself into the ground and you're getting bailouts. We thought we were doing good by buying American, but it turns out that buying American is a joke. Corporate ineptitude and greed is what we invested in. Again, whatever...

Now our jobs are seriously at stake because we did not have the gumption or desire to get the hell out of the music biz. We're still there, but it could all go in a snap. It's beating me down.

Oh, I almost forgot...401Ks

But I have Stacey, and a tweaker of a cat. We have family and dear friends. And I have Valium.

Here are some more photos of our snorkel adventure in Cancun.

1 comment:

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sorry about the impending doom - at least we will all be going down... together...
you didn't tell me you got to hold a sea turtle!!! cool!!