Your Unemployed Daughter

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My mom has always said that on the first day of a new year you should do all of the things you hope to do throughout the year. I mean, not in a crazy-high expectations sort of way, like finishing your entire novel in one day, but if you hope to write a book during the year, at least spend time on that first day writing a bit, and ditto with all of the other aspirations you have: get some exercise, love yourself more, cook a nice meal, whatever.

But if the first day of the new year is dedicated to those sorts of positive-future-bringing activities, what of the last day of the old year? I would guess, maybe, that it’s for doing all the bad shit we still want to do in 2009. Getting it out of our systems, if you will.

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If you aren’t exactly “gainfully employed,” are you allowed to have a case of the Mondays?

You know that totally irrational (or rational) crankiness that strikes you now and again? It’s in the back of your mind like a headache, and you almost forget what it is exactly, but you know that you’re irritated about something.

It’s that slightly nauseated/stoned/itchy feeling you get when you have to wake up far too early for a flight and you walk around the rest of the day a zombie person. Or you take some Klonopin that your mother’s friend gave you illicitly because you’ve never been a very good flyer, and then you ARE a zombie person. (And you love every hallucinatory second of it.)

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