Tonight, after watching the sun set on the beach and chumming around in our private hot tub clinking champagne glasses and chuckling at how much influence we would soon have in the world, I sat in my gorgeous apartment and discussed with my friends how I could never imagine actually doing a legitimately strenuous day's work. Because honestly, how much would that suck?
Life is tough. I mean, not for me...but you know.
Peacefully,
Adam
...meanwhile, Sam slaves away in Colorado, losing sleep in order to learn the secrets of InDesign, so as to properly whip his editing staff into churning out a creative arts quarterly, thereby practicing a dying art form (publication) and therefore not gaining any influence in the real world whatsoever.
ReplyDeleteKeep your champagne! I have my cheap jug wine. Which I clutch as I cry myself to sleep at night. Loudly.