Archive September 2009

A puddle of pig sweat 0

Dear Bradshaw,

Life has been crazy lately. I’m telling you, buddy, I’ve never had so much work in my life, ever. Since last week, I’ve been starting at nine o’clock in the morning and getting home around nine o’clock at night. No joke. I admit I’m rolling in the dough. At least, ‘rolling’ in terms of what an English teacher working abroad can expect to make. Compare my income with that of Bill Gates or Steve Jobs, and I’m rolling in a puddle of pig sweat. continue reading »

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Too many and too much 0

Dear Bradshaw,

Dude, I’m dying. Suffering from life’s worst disease = life itself. My glass is half full (of wine) but, but, but… But what? I don’t know, Shaw. I don’t know anymore. And that’s the problem. What am I doing here? Where am I going? What’s the meaning of it all? Is this my lot in life? To wake up, exercise, go to work, come home, eat dinner, go to sleep, and then do it all over the next day? That’s not a life. It’s a vicious circle. I want to toss in the towel. I want to go to sleep and never wake up. How easy would that be? How sweet to sleep through the inevitable? But, well, here I am, with just a smidgeon of time to write you these letters. continue reading »

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