ION, I have discovered that I have an inordinate nostalgic fondness for Kenny Rogers' "The Gambler." (He's playing the Emerald Queen Casino, and they just showed the ad between innings.)
You never count your money when you're sitting at the table. There'll be time enough for counting when the dealings done..
Early Kenny Rogers rocked.
Early Early Kenny rogers Psychedelic rocked:
(yeah, yeah, oh-yeah, what condition my condition was in)
I woke up this mornin with the sundown shinin in
I found my mind in a brown paper bag within
I tripped on a cloud and fell-a eight miles high
I tore my mind on a jagged sky
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in
(yeah, yeah, oh-yeah, what condition my condition was in)
I pushed my soul in a deep dark hole and then I followed it in
I watched myself crawlin out as I was a-crawlin in
I got up so tight I couldnt unwind
I saw so much I broke my mind
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in
(yeah, yeah, oh-yeah, what condition my condition was in)
Someone painted april fool in big black letters on a dead end sign
I had my foot on the gas as I left the road and blew out my mind
Eight miles outta memphis and I got no spare
Eight miles straight up downtown somewhere
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in
I said I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in
Yeah yeah oh-yeaaaaaah
Oh, and, late to the job talk party but I wanted to add that there's a lot to be said for having a job that you can put your heart into while you're doing it and leave behind (for the most part) when you're not in the office.
but at least I have the energy to do schoolwork, enjoy my home, my husband, and my life outside of work as much as possible. Not to say there's stuff here that doesn't anny the shit out of me on a regular basis. But it's much easier to shrug it off.
This? This right here? Is what I need to find.
I had a dream the other night that I as talking to Boss and when I smiled at him, one of my teeth BROKE OFF. Bleeding everywhere. I tried to go to my dentist to fix it and he couldn't because he lost his DDS because he was convicted of some wierd sex crime and then my dad tried to drive me home and we drove off a parking structure. A job should not do this to you and haunt your dreams and shit.
Yeah, I never have job nightmares anymore. Sometimes the cast of characters will randomly find there way in to populate dreams, but no job stress dreams. Thank god.
Awright, fine. We'll move to Boston.
Pack the dog.
Well not yet sillyhead. Gotta finish my undergrad.
(Psst! Nobody tell them how expensive the Northeast is, k?)
(Pssst....already have seen.)
::lips are sealed::
We need to talk up the cheesesteaks! And, um, dirty water dogs! And beaches! And ...
Someone help me out here.
