Permission
Freelancing. Yes, Ryan is getting by with doing online articles and that sort of thing.
Happy Royal Couple-ing… to the Royal Couplers.
Freelancing. Yes, Ryan is getting by with doing online articles and that sort of thing.
Happy Royal Couple-ing… to the Royal Couplers.
An excellent touch; having Randie asking Em to use the Vespa – err… Vespid – for work purposes. And just another teeny tiny hint that Randie’s learning how to act grown up. Not that she IS a grownup, just how to act it.
From time to time.
Ha… Randie has a perpetual third-grader-ness about her. She and I have that in common! You can still be “a third-grader” and still do grown-up things… so yes, you called it, Pete.
I don’t know any third-grade coffee drinkers.
I don’t like being reminded that I make a living being a freelancer (maybe “living” is too strong of a word…’surviving’, mebbe?).
Ryan is also sensitive.
It’s not so bad, Ryan seems to have found his java-momma.
He gets much more creative-processing R&D free time this way.
Ya, nice Randie’s asking, but hasn’t done any deliveries yet, her tune may change at 5 am.
That third-gradedness can be a real gift if an outlet is findable…
Come to think of it, its more a state of mind to use in any outlet…a zen thing…
…doing deliveries for the sheer joy of it, rather than as a quest for personal richness.
Being a third-grader and doing grown-up things is my thing too! At least this coffee job will leave Randie’s evenings to arting still.
Speaking of Royal Couple-ers, interesting tidbit: My mum is, quite possibly, the biggest royal buff that has ever existed, and today is not only the royal wedding (for which she got up at 2am to watch live) but also her 50th birthday :)! What are the chances, eh?
Stick: Ha… Java-Momma!
Meg: We’re of the same ilk! Yay third-grade-ness! And Happy B-day to yer Momma! Hey… did she throw a ROYAL wedding/birthday party? That’d be coool!
Dada: Ryan is usually a taker-carry-of-er… this is a new role for him… not working a “job-job”. Too, as a ( now former) waiter… you are high-energy and now he’s sort of not so much. He’s gatta feel odd.
As far as Freelancing goes, DADA… it’s nice to work for YOUR OWN self… that feels good, don’t it?
Wish I could find a job… been out of work for nearly three years now… and not for lack of trying. The economy really sucks where I’m at and you kind of need money to move to where it doesn’t suck. Not that there’s much of anywhere at the moment that really fits that description with the economy…
But thanks to medical issues and a strong lack of funding… I’m kind of odd woman out with the whole working thing… I would love to work in an art supply store or a coffee shop, but again the whole Narcolepsy thing kind of puts a crimp on job options.
It’s amazing just how few employers are willing to hire you when you tell them that the probability of you falling asleep on the job is exceptionally high…
Pash: Goodness! And no amount of coffee helps this? (Quick, Barista! A quintuple espresso for my friend, here!) (I don’t mean to make light of your situation… jus’ havin’ a giggle)… my condolences on your condition.
Yeah, sometimes high amounts of caffeine helps sometimes it doesn’t.
There have been a few times that I felt an attack coming on and slammed a coke or three to try and stave it off with no luck. There are other times that one coke actually seems to hold it back for a while before it way lays me completely.
If I had medical insurance I might be able to afford the prescription stimulants that actually work… but then again I would have to be on meds for the rest of my life to have anything even resembling a normal sleep pattern. I’m not too keen on that thought as the meds that would help me to sleep during normal hours would knock me out so deeply that I wouldn’t even dream…
Worry’s me that if something were to happen during the night, like a fire or something, that I wouldn’t be able to wake up and I would die… I lost a friend that way once, she was only 25 and had two small children. She had Fibromyalgia and her doctor put her on a new pain med to help her sleep and she cut off her breathing passage during the night and didn’t wake up to shift position.
The only up side to that was that her mother found her in the morning and not her children… not that, that was really much of an up side… so really strong meds have made me pretty nervous ever since.