"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.
there was talk of filing a report with the cops. But being 2 of the boys are straight, and it's a gay bar, and the third was the one arrested for DUI and possession of pot. I'm guessing not. We shall see.
erika, I see your boyfriend got his contract extended with MSNBC. I hope The View was worth the watch. *shudder*
I enjoy hearing him announce football, by the way.
What bar were they at, omnis?
How could I forget the littering? BAD GC! I so wish we had not gotten all drunk on Saturday for many reasons, but mainly because I would have liked marching to Hollywood and Highland with all my gay and gay-supporting peeps. We really were having a great time until we lost our minds and decided that finishing off the bottle was a good idea (WTF? I swear we are not normally completely, supremely stupid like that). We even met Jill Bennett - hott dykon!
Career stuff: this is the first line on the HR screening notes for a guy I interviewed the other day:
As a result of a plant closing at [past employer], Mike has spent the last year and a half performing chores around his house, spending time with family, and attempting to build a drag racing team.
We really were having a great time until we lost our minds and decided that finishing off the bottle was a good idea
The Good Captain has that effect on people, gay and straight.
Wily bastard.
{{{GC}}} just 'cause.
Seven million dollars, Cash.
And my dad said nobody likes a smartass.
Somebody does.
The View is well, kind of embarrassing.One Saturday Night Live sketch I've always laughed at. "And I wanted a sassy black woman like I'd seen on TV!"
Wait, what?
I wrangled the little buggers when San Diego Seaworld first opened. Their expected mortality rate (97%) ended up being their birthrate. CHAOS. I actually worked with all the critters in the Aviculture department. Good times.
When March of the Penguins came out, I had massive flashbacks.
And advised everyone to be thankful it wasn't filmed in 'smell-o-vision.'
