Back In The Saddle Again OR How I Named An Article After A Bad Aerosmith Song
Rumors of my demise were greatly exaggerated.
Daddy is back...all is better now. Come let us sit under the learning tree for but a fleeting moment.
I think I had an epiphany recently. A manifestation of the essence. A spirtual flash that has changed the way I view things. Or perhaps I finally got rid of that month long hangover we call the holidays...whatever the case, I have had a sudden intuitive realization that there isn't much joy in my life. One could almost call me joyless if they felt so inclined. Wait, back up...joyless is a strong word. Let me rephrase this or better yet focus my lack of joy to one particular area in this thing I call a life. My career. Well, you can hardly call it a career. My job. Well, you can hardly call it a job. My...thing I do that eats up alot of the hours in my week and gives me a paycheque. (there that'll stick)
As the calendar changed to 2006 I think I finally stumbled upon what has been sapping the lifeforce ever so slowly out of me. And it is my job. I mean let's quickly audit my existance-
-My Family - Good, albeit a pack of weirdos. Oh come on, I joke. I joke. I love you guys. Come on, group noogies.
-My Friends - The best.
-My Enemies- Fabulous. What a wily group this bunch is. You in particular Doctor Murder. What a strange old kook you are! I learn something new everyday from you. Don't go changin'!
-My City- I love where I live. Honestly, Toronto is an amazing place and continues to surprise me.
-My Job- A cesspool for which I have a hatred that burns with the intensity of a thousand suns.
Do you see the problem here? 2006 is going to be the year I make a change people. Oh yes...if it takes baby steps then baby steps it is. But the process begins now! In fact, it's already started because I am back tapping my fingers on this old keyboard. And this time I ain't ever going away.
VIVA LA REVOLUTION!


1 Comments:
Get er done! (I'm sure you'll enjoy the irony of me using that, as I'm sure you've been following the B&D webpage), move away from the job, run away from the job, do what ever it takes just get F out and don't look back.
You wouldn't belive how easy it is to not have a job. Three out of four dentists agree. Just listen to these comments from some of our recently unemployed...
"It's fantastic, without the pressures of office life or basically any human contact, I no longer have to shower of clean myself, thanks NO JOB"...."Now that I've tried NO JOB, I can really get into this alcholoism gig, it's great!"
Well it's good to hear from you and it's great to hear that your going to be taking babysteps..wherever they may take you.
Berlin is stupid, wack, sick, awesome and more than likely will be the death of me.
I'll definately be checkin' out Hardwax...
Keep it real and all that jazz.
Peace Out
10:43 AM
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