The Book of Ryan

…finally! It’s nice having employment to fill my schedule and wear me out. I remembered why I love working at the Club as well—friendly people my age. All of them remember me, ask how I’ve been, how was London…getting paid $80 bucks in six hours, three of which I do nothing but talk business, do the crossword puzzle and read. Can’t wait for Wednesday when I really get to work.

Alma, of course, is being Alma. Turns out they expect a college graduate working for $8/hr to share an un-a/c’d 11.5 x 11.4 room with a guy he doesn’t know. You can pull that with a 19-year-old research assistant, but not someone with a bachelor’s degree doing skilled work, it’s rude. So I may be doing more clubbing than excpected…such is life.

I’m also trying my hand at fiction again. It’s been a while since I’ve done prose, but so far so good…email me for an exerpt!