I swear, I'm walking around asking myself what job would excite me and invigorate me, make me glad to get out of bed in the morning, and....I got nothing.
So if I don't have a dream to chase, I might as well chase the money.
This is my philosophy. There really isn't a job I can think of that would be really fulfilling (that I could actually do at this point) so my goal is to find something that I don't hate and that pays me enough to pursue my passions outside of work. So far, it's worked out pretty well. I cringe when I hear people telling kids, "Do what you love!" as job advice. I mean, how many of us can actually do that? Like .5% of the population maybe?
Job~ma to Tom!
More ~ma to sj's j!
'my father got shot in a robbery' excuse
That is an evil kid!
Kitten question: Should I be worried that "young Casper" (as we've been calling him) is constantly attacking my hand? He also purrs and accepts pets, but he really wants to grab my hand/arm and go to town with his teeth. I've been trying to transfer it to his toys, and that works sometimes, but it's not as satisfying to him as my hand. He's still a baby (approx. 10 weeks) so maybe this is normal. I just want to make sure he doesn't turn into a grown up brawler.
Hec, I'm reading a book for my YA lit class that I think you'd enjoy. It's called
King Dork
and is kind of like a modern-day
Catcher in the Rye
(though said King Dork would cringe like a mofo if heard that - he's not a fan). I've found myself chuckling more than once while reading. Oh, and it's written by a guy in the band The Mr. T Experience.
x-posted with Gaming in the hopes of catching
Fay's
attention...
One of the video games I'm looking forward to is Little Big Planet. It's a very very cute family-friendly game that is pretty much the antithesis of what I usually like to play but i fin myself utterly charmed by it.
Anyway, here's a video which shows the introduction to the game. Image quality is so-so but I'm posting it because the narrator is Stephen Fry and there's a distinctly Fay-like comment of "Oh, Bless." a few minutes in.
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This video is very happy-inducing. How odd.
Ugh. I just called a family acquaintance to let him know about my dad. He kept me on the phone for half an hour. Then he wanted me to read this book, and then call him back and tell him what I thought about it. He went on about how it was so great that he bought a hundred copies to give away. I looked on Amazon, and I'm pretty sure I'll hate it.
Health~ma for J, job~ma for Tom, yays for Tep's hours, cluesticking for Vortex's acquaintance.
Timelies.
Ugh. I just called a family acquaintance to let him know about my dad. He kept me on the phone for half an hour. Then he wanted me to read this book, and then call him back and tell him what I thought about it. He went on about how it was so great that he bought a hundred copies to give away. I looked on Amazon, and I'm pretty sure I'll hate it.
Because if there's anything a call like that should be, it's all about him. Feh.
oh, he was appropriately sympathetic (that was the half hour), about how great my dad was, and how sorry he is for our loss, and he felt bad that he'd left a message for my dad and hoped that my mom didn't get it, etc. But, then the book.
Okay, that's better then. Can you read enough of the book on Amazon (first chap, reviews) to fake having read it if it ever comes up again?
How are you holding up, by the way? And your mom?
I cringe when I hear people telling kids, "Do what you love!" as job advice. I mean, how many of us can actually do that?
No kidding! I mean, I don't want to tell them, "You'll be miserable, learn to deal," but going to work is rarely a new box of joy and toys every day.
Also, I'm giving tests today. I love giving tests, because it makes them all be quiet for a little while, but I hate it because I keep wanting to help!
