I was born in the year of the boar. The water boar, to be exact. My immigrant peeps will understand when I say, TIMES IS TOUGH. And when times get tough, I guess peoples get bloggin.
This is a chronicle of the side jobs I've taken to support basic living needs. Like toilet paper. Toothpaste. Jameson, and toilet paper. The truth is, I don't even like blogs. That's how bad the economy is. But it's better to make something out of these lemons than watch them be sucked dry.
I am a boar. Apparently I'd do well in retail or hospitality.