Roulette
My sleeping problems have been greatly reduced. I think the AD medicine is having a positive affect. I am getting my dosage upped in a week or two when I head back to the doctor. I think it will be even better for me.
I read an interesting article today saying that tall people earn significantly more than shorter people, adjusting for a variety of factors, they actually pared it down to $789 per year per inch, which results in hundreds of thousands of dollars over the average working lifetime. The main thing they attributed this to was improved self-confidence, however I have so little I think that I am actually starting to hate myself.
Least of all, I hate my freakin job, I hate it, so fucking much. I am bored, but busy, un challenged but stressed. Urg. But I am so mentally paralyzed, I don't know what to do. This is a little TMI, but isn't this the point of a journal?
I am going to start (assuming work okay's it) flight school on November 3rd. Well ground school, but I am really excited about it. 5 weeks core material, 6th week review, classes twice a week. I could be a private pilot by spring, how cool!! I have opted out of this many times, but I figured, hell what else am I doing? I need to start reading again, like textbooks, who reads textbooks in their spare time? I will, I want to be better. You should be better too!
By the way, my damn is still broken. Let me tell you, Hispanic TV is the funniest god-damn thing on the planet. I have absolutely NO FRIGGIN idea what they are saying, but the fact that other people laugh at what looks to be the dumbest shit on television is very funny.
Till then....
I read an interesting article today saying that tall people earn significantly more than shorter people, adjusting for a variety of factors, they actually pared it down to $789 per year per inch, which results in hundreds of thousands of dollars over the average working lifetime. The main thing they attributed this to was improved self-confidence, however I have so little I think that I am actually starting to hate myself.
Least of all, I hate my freakin job, I hate it, so fucking much. I am bored, but busy, un challenged but stressed. Urg. But I am so mentally paralyzed, I don't know what to do. This is a little TMI, but isn't this the point of a journal?
I am going to start (assuming work okay's it) flight school on November 3rd. Well ground school, but I am really excited about it. 5 weeks core material, 6th week review, classes twice a week. I could be a private pilot by spring, how cool!! I have opted out of this many times, but I figured, hell what else am I doing? I need to start reading again, like textbooks, who reads textbooks in their spare time? I will, I want to be better. You should be better too!
By the way, my damn is still broken. Let me tell you, Hispanic TV is the funniest god-damn thing on the planet. I have absolutely NO FRIGGIN idea what they are saying, but the fact that other people laugh at what looks to be the dumbest shit on television is very funny.
Till then....