Class warfare and envy

The 1% say any time we talk about income inequality or unfairness, we're just envious.

Envious? Hell yeah, I'm envious.

I got up at 1:30 this morning.

I dressed in darkness, packed my breakfast and lunch, and went to work.

I worked from 2 AM to 12:30 PM. I drove 350 miles and moved freight weighing between 3 oz and 250 lbs per piece. Without mechanical aid.

I will spend my afternoon writing a novel to increase my family's income, or working on my fledgling publishing company, also to increase my income, or crocheting stuff for my etsy shop.

I'll make dinner for my family and go to bed hours before any of them even think of it, for about 6 hours of sleep, if I am very lucky.

And by three o'clock this afternoon, Mittens Romney, simply by breathing in and out (and by virtue of the fact his daddy left him a pile from AMC), will have made as much money as I will make all year.

DAMN RIGHT I'M ENVIOUS!

State of the Sooky

Work was chilly and drizzly. Discovered I had put on Fat Girl jeans (size 26) and had trouble keeping them up all day. Set up oil change for Saturday.

Came home, wrote an interview, looked over the street run section of the cyberpunk. Most of it is gone long gone. It's too long. Played a little bit of Startopia

Made Mexican Turkey Asserole for dinner. (I left the c off casserole when texting Oli, and now it is officially asserole. I live with a 12)

Went out for milk and gasoline


Writing:1421 words, finished "Change of Plan", the Alice and Yolanda story. Started a SF piece. Wrote an interview.
Reading:none
Workout: 250 calories on the Wii
Crafting: worked on meadow scarf
Flying: trash out
Movies: Stay Tuned
Business: nothing

My tweets

• Thu, 06:50: Thursday, hump day. 6 more hours to go
• Thu, 15:21: Class warfare and envy http://t.co/qJDHllB9
• Thu, 21:28: State of the Sooky http://t.co/GEn9ePQN