Karloff urges me to post! he even asked me backwards, so he clearly means business!
My days are filled with serious business. is this right? serious business is a relative term. it's RELATIVELY serious to those i work with. it's not real life, though, is it? work, i mean? my work days are strung together by sleep, and their foundation consists of my daydreams of other places. of vacations and "when i'm famous for doing something good". my life is never 9-6 for too long, it doesn't suit me at all. it's not 2 weeks of vacation a year, or caring about being liked or respected.
all of the serious conversations i have are in my head. i'm losing the ability to express myself in a manner that makes me feel like i'm getting my point across. it makes me question whether i even have a point anymore...but really, you quickly get used to dumbing yourself down. not that i want to be understood, necessarily, but because speaking in the manner i deem fit makes people SOMEHOW THINK that i'm being arrogant. i reckon it's not my fault they didn't bother finishing high school.
i have to do something drastic.
i'm open to suggestions, but so stubborn i'll end up doing what i want to do, regardless of how irresponsible it may be.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
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Work can really begin to seem like a hazy delusion, nolite te bastardes carborundorum.
Not that I guess I've solved that evil equation either.
Anyhow, I didn't mean to harrass, but more provide a friendly prod with flint to spark the tinder of your brain.:)
Given the oncoming global food crisis, you may want to consider farming. The cows won't give you so much guff.
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