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I suck at my job. My job sucks ass. I promised myself I would never, ever do something I hated, and I've been doing it for months now. But NYC is pricey as shit and the yoga-teaching world is very competative. And I've never sucked at something that I do all day long before. but I just don't wanna sell shit. Even if it's yoga. I'll teach it, schedule it, write about it, talk about it, practice it, display it, even draw pictures of it but I don't wanna sell it. God help me.
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You should get a grant to do some free yoga, like, design training programs to get volunteer yoga teachers to donate their time to work with people overcoming eating disorders. Now, huh, where could you do such a thing... hmm... can't seem to think of any nonprofits in need of someone with a ton of experience, a great sense of humor, and live near the executive director's really sad basement apartment. Shucks, wish I could think of one.
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Posted by: Maggie | April 22, 2009 at 06:12 PM