As many of you know by now, I've been kind of disinherited by my folks. They've kind of informed me that perhaps I might need to suppliment my income with -- a job.
Their suggestions?
Doing yard work. Working in the restaurant. Pool person.
Pool person?
"snert"
I'm unfortunately over qualified for these jobs.
I'm a writer. I've got a friggin' college degree.
I was worried.
Then? I talked to my friend that sells mild mannered milk goats.
I can follow this dream of being a "couch anchor", goat herder. But still there was so much self doubt.
So I talked to my friend the musician..
She's not afraid to follow her dream...
Be strong, Goat Herder Boy. Be strong and follow your dream of writing a successful blog about raising organic happy goats and making artisanal goat cheese for you parent's yuppy foodie friends..."
"The morning sun is shining like..." --
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