Like driving by a cop car running over a human after a long chase through a highway median (I've seen this - thank you Philly), I could not look away. I read all 5 volumes, riveted, saddened, scared. Will my generation, heck, all of us between 15 and not-retired-yet, be fucked forever? Will I ever own land? Will I ever grill on my deck while watching my dog frolic in the yard?
So I've been thinking a lot about what I can do to ward off unemployment and the crushing depression it inevitably ensues. It kinda boils down to work hard, save hard. So that's what I'm doing. Oh yeah, and optimism - cause I might as well ward off frown lines while I'm at it.
PS - As one Gawker commenter points out, learning code would be a smart new hobby.
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