If I had the money, I'd quit.
If I had the power, there would be serious repercussions for anyone who went against me.

Straight up.
I hate my job.

Hope (or what passes for it these days) has returned, and it was because of something that I set out to do. I said that I was going to show my employers, not tell them, that I am deserving of an ascention in the ranks. My manager came up to me today and told me that he knows a guy who's smart, hard-working, and very computer savvy. He said he ( Read more... )

Things are going better, even though I've had to work 10+ hour days this week. Monday was close to 12. It's not bad, I need the money, and it should smooth out. I think my true colours have started to come out, in the sense that now that everything has gotten really hard, everyone has kind of started to fall back on me, in a way. People usually ( Read more... )

I realize my anger that stems from work, actually goes much deeper than that. I think it's a general revulsion relating to humanity (if it could be called that). If you want to get anywhere in life, you must have money ( Read more... )

So where do I begin? Well, life is going, and that's more or less it. But there are things to be looking forward to... National Talk Like a pirate day is the 19th! I'm rocking a pirate eye patch to work and I'm going to spend most of the day not doing much talking but rather going "Arrrrggh!" Well, maybe. Then Steph and I are probably heading ( Read more... )

Just so everyone knows, This movie is going to be huge. If you haven't read Eragon, you should. Then you can do yourself a favor and read Eldest. While Christopher Paolini isn't the best author in the world, his books should make for some entertaining movies. Plus John Fucking Malkovich is playing the antagonist!

Foamy.

I wanted to go with a rant. No one reads those. Venting in this journal doesn't do it anymore. I somehow get the feeling that I am harboring repressed bloodlust. I somehow get the feeling this all somehow traces back to the bastards I work for. I most definitely get the feeling that if I don't get it out, I'm going to end up taking it out on ( Read more... )

Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man.
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man.

I don't know why I fear death, but I find that my recent anxiety issues stem from death. I suppose I fear the uncertainty of what comes afterwards. I don't want to grow old, decay, and die. I feel like I missed out on some really good times during the three year period I call "hell". There were things that kept me going during that time, but it ( Read more... )