Nah, She Could Get Messy
The feds try and torture him for the secret recipe.
WHAT IT IS THAT IS GOIN' ON?
As of this last week or two, I've mostly been in the business of fighting some kind of respiratory infection. My sketchy diagnosis is partially due to the fact that I am not, despite my wealth of medical knowledge, a doctor of any sort. That, and I am what many might call uninsured. With that in mind, I don't have a strong desire to shell out sixty bucks for a doctor's visit, and a mystery amount of money for some antibiotic that would inevitably be prescribed to me. So, I've been sick much longer than I would otherwise be, but with more money in my pocket. God bless America.
Other than that, I've been trying to keep busy in my current unemployment. More than most anything else, I really can't tolerate a feeling of stagnation. I love video games, but if I play them all day everyday and little else, I just feel unproductive. That's why I've been incorporating some writing and vocabulary building exercises to my days. Does it act to better me as a person? Maybe, maybe not. It does however make me feel like I'm putting an effort toward that life long task, and that's really all I require.
IN THE HEAD OF A MADMAN:
I've always had some kind of aspiration, filled away in the far corners of my mind, of having some kind of creative avenue with which to channel my energy. I've dabbled in singing, comedy, writing, and even art. My diligence in these matters has by questionable at best. I just find it so easy to get discouraged, largely because there are just so many genuinely talented and gifted people out there. Now, part of me knows that at some point they too were neophytes in their respective skills, but a larger part of me expects more immediate progress. I am gawd's gift to everything, right? I really need to dial back my ego a couple notches and accept that a hobby is just a hobby until you take it too seriously. Then you only have one of two results. The first is making career of something you love, the second is wallowing around wondering why you're such a hack. The first option is only for people with actual skill, so I'm left with only the latter. In short, this is a message to myself. RJ, stop taking leisure so seriously and just enjoy it while you have it.
Will do, journal me. Will do.
Oh and rock out like cock out. - RJ
Quote of the Day:"Wouldn't it be great if Grandma was just having prostate problems." - My Sister
WHAT IT IS THAT IS GOIN' ON?
As of this last week or two, I've mostly been in the business of fighting some kind of respiratory infection. My sketchy diagnosis is partially due to the fact that I am not, despite my wealth of medical knowledge, a doctor of any sort. That, and I am what many might call uninsured. With that in mind, I don't have a strong desire to shell out sixty bucks for a doctor's visit, and a mystery amount of money for some antibiotic that would inevitably be prescribed to me. So, I've been sick much longer than I would otherwise be, but with more money in my pocket. God bless America.
Other than that, I've been trying to keep busy in my current unemployment. More than most anything else, I really can't tolerate a feeling of stagnation. I love video games, but if I play them all day everyday and little else, I just feel unproductive. That's why I've been incorporating some writing and vocabulary building exercises to my days. Does it act to better me as a person? Maybe, maybe not. It does however make me feel like I'm putting an effort toward that life long task, and that's really all I require.
IN THE HEAD OF A MADMAN:
I've always had some kind of aspiration, filled away in the far corners of my mind, of having some kind of creative avenue with which to channel my energy. I've dabbled in singing, comedy, writing, and even art. My diligence in these matters has by questionable at best. I just find it so easy to get discouraged, largely because there are just so many genuinely talented and gifted people out there. Now, part of me knows that at some point they too were neophytes in their respective skills, but a larger part of me expects more immediate progress. I am gawd's gift to everything, right? I really need to dial back my ego a couple notches and accept that a hobby is just a hobby until you take it too seriously. Then you only have one of two results. The first is making career of something you love, the second is wallowing around wondering why you're such a hack. The first option is only for people with actual skill, so I'm left with only the latter. In short, this is a message to myself. RJ, stop taking leisure so seriously and just enjoy it while you have it.
Will do, journal me. Will do.
Oh and rock out like cock out. - RJ
Quote of the Day:"Wouldn't it be great if Grandma was just having prostate problems." - My Sister