talking about life is the new cool thing to do... so im told

Aug 20, 2006 03:23

Im 10,000 dollars in debt.

I cant get a band into my studio (which is paid for by the 10,000 of debt).

I found out that the chances of me getting into the business school are slim.

But worst of all, all of my favorite bands new cd's... they kinda suck.

As I sit here, listening to theamo kid (if your cool, you know what that is), I am starting to realize the way things are going.

And im happy about it.

I have the coolest job in the fucking world. Not because its easy, and DEFINITLY not because it pays well. But its fun. I was making nearly 2x as much delivering pizzas for dominos, but all I did then was drive around by myself. The other night, I went out to a sweet bar with the 2 owners of Hoodlums music, and they bought me a bunch of beer, just for doing my job. I got ridic drunk and hung out with the FMR's from Warner/Atlantic and Sony/BMG. And it hit me.

All this time, I was telling myself that I wanted to get a double major at ASU, marketing and music management (which i found out im not allowed to even do), and that i would work my way up till i had a job that paid 300,000 dollars (seriously, i looked into it, it wasnt impossible). But then, as I was sitting there talking with the FMR's (field marketing reps, for all you noobs out there), and i decided i would rather do that. Just live here, and make 40k a year for the next 20 years. I mean, by that time, i would just turn 40, and the i might move up. But untill that day, i considor myself still decently young. I mean, your not an adult till your 18, and your not "old" till your at least 50 (but i like to thing 60), so i figure that those 40 years in the middle are adulthood. But they should also be split up. 20-40, young adult, 40-60, old adult.

Anyway, long story short. Even with all these problems in my life, i dont give a shit anymore.

I DONT GIVE A SHIT.

Debt is temporary.

The studio is fun.

School is only current.

And hey, I just found a new sick band (monty are i), so fuck all the old ones.

If i spend the next 20 years of my life, doing the same thing I am now (just full time and for 40k a year), graduate college with a general business degree instead of a wp carey, and still live at the house i am now, with the same kegorator that I drink beer from every night. I think ill be happy. Hell, ill make it even more simple. When my cat, stevo, dies (god forbid), ill grow up. And i dont mean if he gets hit by a car (god forbid) or really sick (god forbid) or something, but i mean, dies, of old age, then Ill grow up. So maybe i wont be young as long that way, but its probly better for society.
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