There’s a very good reason I haven’t written in a while, and it’s because I got a job. Now, before everyone goes and gets all excited, the reason I haven’t written isn’t because I’ve been working too much to write. No, it’s because the job sucks so bad that when I get home I don’t want to do anything except sit on my ass and do absolutely nothing. You see,…
I had kind of a strange dream the other night: When I was too young to remember, I was in an accident. It left my hand so mangled that I was forced to wear clamp-like devices to keep my fingers straight. I’d always been told that if I took them off, my fingers would once again grow crooked, and this had worked for most of my childhood life. But one day…
You can take the darkness from the pit of the night and turn it to a beacon burning endlessly bright. I gotta follow it, ’cause everything I know well it’s nothing ’till I give it to you. What the hell is that supposed to mean? Give what? Darkness… into… beacon? I guess Air Supply is just too deep for me. Move over Pink Floyd, now there’s something profoundier. I don’t…
I applied for 6 jobs today. Already I’ve gotten 2 auto-replies, which probably means I’m not going to get any of them. But I must keep a positive attitude! I’ve been wallowing for long enough – time to stop being slovenly and get a frickin’ job if it kills me. But since I still have some time to kill… I’ve decided to listen to every CD I own in alphabetical order….
So, I’m sitting here in the middle of the afternoon, drinking vodka and raspberry lemonade (because, yes, I am still unemployed), and it occurs to me that I need to update my blog. Shortly thereafter it occurs to me that I need to catch up on everyone else’s blog. Immediately after that, I realize that I haven’t linked to anyone else’s blog from my new site. So I fix the…
I really don’t want to be that guy who only gets one blog entry done per month, but there are just too many things trying to distract me. However, in effort to thwart the evil plans of my enemies, I’m going to write about these “distractions”. One per day, until I can’t think of any more. Okay, maybe one every other day. I don’t want to overcommit to anything. But…
Right about now I imagine you’re probably thinking that Hell has frozen over. Yes, I’m back online (for my journal that is, I’ve had connectivity for a while). So where the fuck have I been? Well, I moved to Portland, and have been looking for a job. Mostly that’s about it. I know that may not seem like much, but it’s enough. Having moved all of my crap, even after…