How Not to Brighten Your Day

Glancing over the daily Help Wanted adds I noticed some employers advertise "guaranteed overtime". Hooray! That's surely what my experiences in the realm of wage slavery are lacking. I'd offer my condolences to those who need the extra hours, but I'm no better off.


...Hastemanamark?...

Create in the midst of the fucking desert, son.

[Excerpt from moleskin zero-one, ca. 2005.]

Life is kind of tantric at the moment. It hurts, but it feels so damn good. A slight break from the monotony and sore shoulders. Yet, will this sphere ever succumb to the magic pyramid? (Eww.) I think I now understand why my doodles seem so fixated on the spherical. (Let's draw a pyramid for the hell of it!)

Can you see my pyramids?
Gross.
MEH.

You Are Kidding, Right?

I had an interview at Bonefish Grill today. It included a personality test. I failed.

So, let's add lying to the list of qualities needed to enter the labor force. I already knew that, of course, but every once and awhile we need to live a little dream. Too bad, really. My personality hasn't failed me in the restaurant business before. In fact, it made me (and the restaurant) a pretty penny. Meh. Next!

Seriously though, a computer, not a person, said I have no personality. A COMPUTER.

That's fucked up. Stupid marketing wankers.

We Long To Run...

We long to run
With the music and drums

If only I could level-up the financial aspects of my life as I do with the physical. My current plan will have me moving back in with the parents and getting a jobby-job at a decent restaurant. Of course, sending out a rent check every month through July will be a little disconcerting, but if I can make at least $1200/month, then it'll be worth my while. So much for living on my own. This plan also includes returning to school in the Fall, so I need to be out of debt by then. ;-)