Can’t find a job, can’t find an apartment, don’t have a car, kids, or an SO. Also am fat. Very tired of everyone reminding me of these facts. I am running away.
Don’t know how far I’ll get, or where to run to. All I know is “away.”
“Hey, Mom, could you drop me off at the bus station? I’m running away.”
If you can get as far as Canada, we’ll welcome you. 
You should get a doctor’s advice before beginning any strenuous exercise program – running included. Perhaps you should officially ‘stroll away’?
Sweetie,
I’m glad you have a mom. I’m glad you can stay there for now.
The apartment and the car have to wait until the job is found. I think the kids can wait until you find someone worthy of you. So… maybe you can pare your list down a little. (smile)
I triple pit those who constantly remind of of where your life is right now. It’s one of the most annoying things that someone can do to me and it seems as though it’s killing you. Try to tune them out or make a bet with yourself to see how long it’ll take Aunt Edna to mention your lack of SO or whatever. Remember these people are IDIOTS and don’t deserve real consideration and positively should not be factors in how you feel about yourself.
I don’t even play a Dr. on TV, so my words are just words.
I hope you feel better soon.
Come up to NY! You can stop by here and then continue on to Canada.
Thank you very much.
You’re right, of course. I am furiously job-hunting at the moment. I have a flurry of inquiries about my resume to which I have replied, so perhaps something will pan out there soon.
As for when people will mention my lack of SO, heh…how far is it to Christmas again? I just smile pleasantly and tell those who inquire that I’ve not found the right person yet. Since I am notoriously well-behaved, I do not add any more comments to my answers to them.
It’s to be hoped that I can get out of here before the parents get sick of me! I am very grateful that they’re letting me stay here for now, but there is always the subtle or not reminders that it’s only for a limited time. As if I didn’t know that already!
**Sunspace, Anaamika, ** be careful what you ask for! 
Pfah! Don’t listen to them…Jersey is where it’s at! The streets are paved with gold! ATM machines don’t require any cards or PINs! Most housing is rent-free! Cars are community property…just drive away in the nearest one! It’s all here, I tells ya!
Can I run away with you? Please? I’ll fit myself into your suitcase or something…
“Can’t find a job, can’t find an apartment, don’t have a car, kids, or an SO. Also am fat. Very tired of everyone reminding me of these facts. I am running away.”
Sounds like the start to a great situation comedy…
Speaking of Jersey, Hal, what slogan did *you * vote for?
I have the kids, the car, the house, the job and it is sucky. (I am fat, so does that make me qualify?)
I’ll run away with you if you don’t mind the company. Can we go somewhere warm? I hate this freaking cold weather, and I so badly want to go barefoot.
Well, my first vote was for New Jersey: Sorry, We’re Full. Then I favored this one.
I don’t love any of the real finalists (“New Jersey: Expect the Unexpected,” “New Jersey: Love at First Sight,” “New Jersey: Come See for Yourself,” “New Jersey: The Real Deal” and “New Jersey: The Best Kept Secret”), but of them, I probably favor “Expect the Unexpected”. I guess. Meh.
I want to run away too! Can I come with you? I’ll run to almost anywhere. Maybe we could start an SDMB commune? I’m sure your circumstances will change for the better soon, but could we run away anyway?
Would that be as in, “We went to visit our friends in Jersey and they took shopping at the Paramus mall. When we came out the car was missing. That was unexpected.”?
If you’re going to stop by to see Anaamika, or Kytheria - I’m kinda in the middle of the two of them, so if you want to crash here, I can arrange a clean bit of floor for you. We’ll be unemployed and fat together. You can help me keep away from Elixer.
Dude, suck-it up… you know the routine, your just being humbled now, eating a little crow and humility. Be patient you’ll get some breaks. I see your in Louisiana. I heard there are employment opportunities with FEMA. Check it out.
You know what she should do? Drive by me, pick me up, then we’ll drive and get you, then we’ll grab Sunspace.
Mr. Roboto, the “dude” is female.
Come to Westchester. We could use another face at the Xmas table, and we have a beautiful tree. You can stay with the folks, or we can go to my place and do one of those funny-awkward guy-and-girl-sleeping-arrangement scenes you see in old movies. If you get here by Saturday noon, you can have my ticket to Spamalot (I’ve already seen it).
Ok, everyone who wants to run away…get on a plane, come to Sacramento. I will pick you up and we’ll all crash my IL’s for Chirstmas Eve dinner.
You see, they wanted me to host dinner at my house on 2 weeks notice, now on less than a weeks notice, they want me just to do the cooking, but at their house. What I want to do is have a great big party…with fun people. You all seem like fun people.
Perhaps “away” doesn’t have to be a constant. Your Value of Away May Differ. We could turn it into some kind of permanent floating “away” a la Nathan’s permanent floating crap game in Guys and Dolls. Sacamento for Christmas followed by Toronto* for the one month of the year when it’s actually habitable (I don’t do cold or snow anymore. Been there, overdone that.) Maybe Ken Kesey had the right idea with his bus Fuurther. We could pool our meager earnings and buy a bus. Besides, I’ve always wanted to ask somebody “Are you on the bus or are you off the bus?” The Sixties will never die as long as the smdb bus is still roaming the world’s highways and autobahns. We could go from doper to doper providing some service, even if its just entertainment.
*besides, I really want to meet Kytheria and Anamika to see if there real world selfs are as much fun as their virtual ones. Actually I’d like to meet just about anybody who posts regularly on the smdb. It could be a really fun party, this permanent floating dopefest.