Hardcore Makes A Man, Stillcore Makes A Band.

Vacation time looms.

It's been over four years since I found myself saying those words. And it couldn't come at a better time. I am beginning, no, I have begun to have those feelings that I had when I wanted out of my other job. The shame lies in the fact that I am kinda torn.

Mostly because there are a lot of hot chicks where I work. Hot lawyer chicks.

But I feel that it's not enough to keep me there, I mean, do I want to continue pushing papers and let it grow into a career. Do I want to keep busting my ass doing work that the manager should do? I feel that my time and effort would be better placed somewhere else.

I find myself to be efficient when I work, I keep to myself and do jobs that need to be done, while others, including the manager horsefuck around all day. The more work I get done, the more that gets piled on me. So what do I do? I slack off.

That doesn't work. I still do not like working where I work. So I have begun the search for new employment. Jeez, I didn't think that it would take such a short time to say that. But it is true.

I am definitely going back to school, as being an English major won't get you much except for customer service jobs.

But, I won't worry about it now, since I have a vacation to look forward to.


After that though, a lot of shit is going to change.

The image of me sneaking a side of ribs on a roller coaster and taking a bite as the cameras snap a photo amuses me so much that I actually may consider doing it.

Also, I have begin rigorously playing music again. There was a gap in time where I did not practice because I had either no time or no will to do it. But since I recently invested in a new amp, my baby with tubes, I have that urge again. I devote at least a couple of hours of playing time when I come home from work, in the dead of night. It feels good. I want to get some time of looping device so I can record myself playing one track and then...play with myself (hurr hurr hurr).

But then again, playing music and sex have a lot in common. For one, if you are playing an instrument, you are doing a lot of fingering, blowing, and banging.