werner herzog
with every game of solitaire i do well in, i get more depressed knowing there is certainly something more productive that could be done at that moment.
nothing comes to mind.
i've been fairly, no, violently ill the past couple of days. stomach virus? that's pretty broad, vague, but it's what we call it. nearly nonstop vomiting. dehydration. splitting headaches. hell? i knew a guy named chuck. i always felt awkward asking, "what's up, chuck?"
quit sears. not quite on my terms, but it happened nonetheless. i would have been fired by my manager anyway. we were at odds- i am well on my way to a college degree working at sears as a means to pay for my car and have pocket money while he is 30 a college dropout and basically stuck in middle management until he decides to go back to school (ah, no hard feelings)- and i was at my boiling point with that place. still, i refuse to make excuses or throw a pity party. i work at domino's now. delivering pizzas.
i'm taking this time to do a bit of self-evaluation. i'm looking at myself and where i'm at right now. i'm looking at what i've accomplished and what i've yet to subjugate. i see who's been there along the way. who's helped, who's held me back (unconciously for the most part), who's on the same boat as me, who's already jumped ship, who's understood, who let the dogs out.
bullet in the brain by tobias wolff is the greatest short story i've ever read.
nothing comes to mind.
i've been fairly, no, violently ill the past couple of days. stomach virus? that's pretty broad, vague, but it's what we call it. nearly nonstop vomiting. dehydration. splitting headaches. hell? i knew a guy named chuck. i always felt awkward asking, "what's up, chuck?"
quit sears. not quite on my terms, but it happened nonetheless. i would have been fired by my manager anyway. we were at odds- i am well on my way to a college degree working at sears as a means to pay for my car and have pocket money while he is 30 a college dropout and basically stuck in middle management until he decides to go back to school (ah, no hard feelings)- and i was at my boiling point with that place. still, i refuse to make excuses or throw a pity party. i work at domino's now. delivering pizzas.
i'm taking this time to do a bit of self-evaluation. i'm looking at myself and where i'm at right now. i'm looking at what i've accomplished and what i've yet to subjugate. i see who's been there along the way. who's helped, who's held me back (unconciously for the most part), who's on the same boat as me, who's already jumped ship, who's understood, who let the dogs out.
bullet in the brain by tobias wolff is the greatest short story i've ever read.