"Watch your thoughts; they become words. Watch your words; they become actions. Watch your actions; they become habits. Watch your habits; they become character. Watch your character; it becomes your destiny." -- unknown

Insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results - Albert Einstein

some good old style rambling
December 12, 2002 - 6:02 pm

i really like kitkat bars.

i want a split keyboard. i've decided it's my keyboard here at home that fucks with my wrists so much. i'm tired of having my little fingers go numb now and then.

i'll say it again (heck i even added it to my template): go read "ishmael" by daniel quinn. it will challange how you view the world..but it's not at all boring or 'heavy' to read.

i like sourdough pretzels.

i tend to find that i lack the words to express what i'm thinking and feeling. rather, i know the words, but i find that others use them the way i do..that they don't convey the meaning i want them too. this bothers me.

i've no absolutly no shopping for the holidays. i've not even attempted to make a list.

i'm not sure if i want to go to mba school to get the degree..or just to hide in school for another year or so. i'm even less sure it matters what my motivation is.

i think pink floyd said that money is the root of evil today. i agree. money and the materialism it leads to isn't good. working 1/3 of my day for all the 'productive' years of my life can not be what life is meant to be. i mean does you're job really matter?

to you it does, but that's not what i mean. your job matters because it gives you money (and what's money but silly pieces of paper we say have a value or electronic ones and zeros in a pc.) well, some jobs do matter.

teachers, police, firefighters ect...

notice that these are, generally speaking, low paying jobs?

the jobs i'm talking about the ones i've had. like inside sales for a telecommunications distributor. i sold all the goodies that you need to access a computer network. pointless really. i've managed restraunts, both family and college food service. marginally worthwhile since we need food..but really kind of pointless. the number of complaints i've heard from truly pissed people about pancakes being over cooked or eggs under cooked is mind boggling.

why do you complain? you didn't do a damn thing to get the food but order it. oh right, you want to give me those odd bits of paper and coins that you work so hard to earn in exchange for it.

there's no meaning in food i served up. people give no thought in this country to such things. there's no value in it...

anyway, i've said all this before, though not for a while. you'd have to dig deep into my archives.

i'm kinda tired and my little finger is getting numb, so that's all for tonight.