I've decided I need to get a job.
As suchly, tomorrow will I begin the search.
I can't retire just yet and I can't seem to find anyone who will pay me 6 figures to lie about on the couch in my jammies reading all day, so it's back to the workforce I go. I'm underwhelmed by the thought of it all.
Sadly I'm enjoying this being unemployed a bit too much. Doing lunch and hanging about in coffee shops and book stores and fucking like a bunny and shopping at the mall really has a way of filling a guy's day. I can't imagine when I even had the time to work, truth be told. Aye, in fact I'm a tad bit afraid all this stress-free living will ruin me for the work-force. I'm about as unwound as I can get and it's a right good feeling. Damn fine feeling.
My shrink thinks I should go back to school and follow my dreams, whatever those are, but I'm quite certain being off work that long would do severe damage to my bank account as well as my ability to do actual work. Or anything even close to work.
So, the decision has been made. Of course there's a chance, God willing, it may take a few months for me to find something I want, or maybe even longer, so the vacation won't end tomorrow. I think I'm going to have to spend at least 3 - 4 hours a day doing the hunt. At least that's the plan as it stands right now.
Otherwise not much new to report. Oprah has been killer lately, and Dr. Phil has really been on too. I swear if it wasn't for those two shows I wouldn't have a clue about how to live my life. I just give thanks to God for putting them in my life.
We're about a week or so away from Opening Day, which is hard to believe. Why it seems like just yesterday when I had my soul ripped out and destroyed by those heinous smelly illiterate fun loving chowdah slurping criminals. In fact I've got a picture that I took during game 5 sitting at my desk, so I can look at it every day and dream about the time when I'll have my revenge on those scalawags. Oh yes, my little pretties, revenge is a dish best served frozen and don't think I don't know that.
And lastly, the SABP has been in the studio lately, look for a new release sometime soon. Or not. Or maybe. Well, we can hope anyways, I hear tell they've got some demo stuff that they rather like and hope to finish but we all know how those artiste types are, they seem to have trouble with the last 10% which, seems to be much harder than the first 90% for some reason.
I had a grilled ham -n- swiss stemitch for lunch today, along with some groovy home-made Hungarian potatoe salad. That's a big double yummers for sure.
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