Tempurpedic bed = hustler's nemesis
I woke up this morning on a tempurpedic bed, in a bitchin apartment, in a room all to my loverly self ... and I realized something. WTF am I doing!?!? This is NOT the life of a hustler!!!
In case you guys are new, welcome ... my name is Jen Friel, and I am one hell of a nerdy chick. I started on this little venture into full blown nerdness 8 months ago, when I launched this blessed little website, and it has taken me to places in my mind I never knew existed. Right now, I am very literally homeless. No really ... it's by choice, and I'm not going to lie, it's kinda awesome.
I won't bore you with all the details, but basically TNTML as a whole blew up, and rather than being tempted to take a deal too soon, I figured I had nothing left to lose. I gave up my apartment, donated everything I owned that wasn't corporate sponsored and am surviving off of social media. It's inspired a major motion picture, the uber important legal peeps are talking about my life rights, all this snazzy jazzy stuff kinda got pretty big ... however, at the end of the day - I'm still Jen Friel, and I'm still a nerd. This is my passion, integrating people and technology and making them playyyy!!!
I just created my vision of how I wanted to live life ... and although being homeless isn't necessarily something I would suggest to most people, it did however open my mind in ways I could not have imagined. I don't feel even .0000001% sorry for myself, or say to myself "oh woe is me ..." OH HELL NO!!!! ME BE AWESOME!!! =) Through and THROUGH!!!!
I recognize that this is just part of the story, and part of the journey that my mind, body, and soul have to take. The kinda gnarly thing however, is that this is all documented in real time. THAT part is what really rides and jives my mojo in the morning! Who KNOOOWWSSS what's going to happen next!!
I did however make an interesting observation last night ... I don't think anyone actually ever "sees" the homeless people in Hollywood. I noticed that when I used to look at people laying in the street it wasn't that I was looking at the individual, I was just praying to not see myself.
Back to the couch I go ... I just really, really, really, really, really, don't want an apartment right now!! Makes me too comfortable. That place of comfort is a dangerous place. Keep on rockin out el nerderinos! #NerdsUnite
