Wednesday, August 9, 2006
There is a place beyond emotion
It's not numbness. That doesn't really describe it. Imagine what happens when you slam a hammer down on your thumb. If your body likes you, you don't feel this because the pain is magically stopped by a feeling of nothingness. I am in that place now.
Thursday, August 3, 2006
"Sexless Childless Freak!!!!!"
How dare I not know my place as a woman. I should be married. At my age, I should have children -- preferable 3 or 4. But I'm not, so obviously something is wrong with me. I must immediately rectify this. First to go will be the degrees - pregnancy does not require a BA let alone a MBA. And I would probably be a much better wife if I stopped reading books that taught me words such as "rectify". Having the freedom to travel to Vegas, South Beach, Mexico, etc. is nothing when compared my duty to produce the future generation. What am I thinking? What am I doing buying toys and gadgets to amuse myself? Why if I'm not careful I could get my woman card (tm) taken away. Oh well, I suppose I should go watch some more HDTV with my 6.1 surround sound system chop off all my hair as a lament to my pitiful miserable existence (and then look for a man on match.com).
Wednesday, August 2, 2006
Attention whores
Please do us all a favor and throw yourselves off of the nearest bridge. Think of all the attention that will get you...
For those of you who missed my quarter life crisis...
Welcome to my tri-life crisis. Yes, it is early, but I have always been an overachiever.
Time flies when you are wasting it...
I used to think that time flew faster the older you got because each successive year was a smaller part of your total life. Now I realize that isn't the case. The true explanation is that you never have time to do anything because realisticly work leaves you with only 4 hours of unallocated time a day. That's because dressing for, getting to, getting from, and being at work takes most of us 12 hours. Then you factor in the 8 hrs of sleep needed not to be homicidal and all you have left is 4 hrs. I'm beginning to think that it's more trouble than it's worth.
Tuesday, August 1, 2006
Compartmentalization
Say it with me now... Essentially, life can be divided into three parts: real life, work life, and internet life. These should never, never cross. It's kinda like keeping your wife and girlfriend apart. Actually, it's exactly like keeping your wife and girlfriend apart -- your internet girlfriend and your real life wife. Bad things happen when you mix the two. Same thing goes for trying other combinations. Do you really want your coworkers to see your myspace? No, you really don't. So, in the future, don't let the twain meet. mmkay.
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