The puppycam puppies are VERY feisty today!!
Um, that's all I've got. I'm waiting for reams of paper to be delivered so I can print stuff out and be productive. I'm sure there are other things I could do, but I can't leave the house until they deliver the paper. It looks sunny and nice out, but I can't leave the house.
I'm annoyed at my girlfriend (who still won't let me call her my girlfriend, officially, but whatever, it's easier than calling her some other convoluted term, so I've given up). I don't really want to do work. I hate Mondays. I feel grumpy....oh so grumpy....I want coffee....which I can't go get without missing the delivery person....
What do I want to be when I grow up? Alive.
I may just live forever, at this rate.
Still Doesn't Know What She Wants to Be When She Grows Up
You better figure it out before the socialism.
Shit, man! You're right, but there's ALREADY so many things I want to do before the socialism!
My sister was just majorly upgraded to something like "Sergeant Commander" rank/title, WITHOUT having to do 3 months command course, because she's so awesome at her army job!!!
Now THAT? Is made of awesome!
I thought I would be something by now, but I'm not.
Of course, it's not all because of me. Some is The Man.
That doesn't make it easier.
In the immortal words of Lily Tomlin, "All my life I've always wanted to be somebody. But I see now I should have been more specific." At this point, "When I grow up I want to be an old woman."
That drugging incident is scary, Omnis. Is it being investigated?
I totally ditched school this afternoon. Drunk and disorderly on Saturday, ditching class on Monday - what's become of me?
Drunk and disorderly on Saturday
And LITTERING! Don't forget the littering.
You're a rebel. And you'll never ever be any good. But it's the littering that'll have you on the Group W bench.
GC might even be ... a mavrick.
"All my life I've always wanted to be somebody. But I see now I should have been more specific."
I use this ALL the time.
And too that end, Steph. Drop me a line and I'll e-you a fairly simple worksheet on developing a personal mission statement.
Wait! Before everybody winces and assumes I'm going all Tony Robbins, it's not like that. Getting some clarity on what is important to you means that you get to take a huge amount of stuff off your possibility list.
We get paralyzed by freedom, in a way, because there are so many things we...as smart people...CAN do, but there are only a few things that one SHOULD do in order to feel fulfilled and satisfied. (those two words mean very different things, believe it or not)
Saying yes to something means saying no to some other stuff. Doing so...as Buffy might say...simples things up SO much.
The invitation is open to anyone interested in that little extra bit of clarity.
I've had an embarrassing (or used to be embarrassing) number of vocations in my life, ranging from penguin wrangler to consultant to gov't agencies. One of the things that gives me the greatest sense of joy in my life is knowing that I'm now doing EXACTLY what is right for me. And, I believe, making the world a better place as a result.
I can't tell you the number of folks I've done career counseling for who have gone on to similar satisfaction. This shit works, I tell ya.
