I have the next five nights off. Now, it isn’t as awesome as it sounds considering that two of those days I have to spend at some stupid safety course and two more of those nights are my usual weekend off, but I have to admit I am very pleased to be away from the company for the longest break I’ve had in FIVE YEARS. I really don’t want to go back. Or to the course…

I do intend to get some new writing done, but I brought back a Contains2 article today because the subject matter, traveling has been on my mind of late. I wish I could do some, but I’m not. It makes me sad. I also wants to quit my job. But I’m not. It makes me sad. I’m sad.

I’ve taken to looking at want ads in the paper and on the Internets. None of the jobs appeal to me. Looking up the various charities in the city I see very few jobs that I am qualified for (ie. I don’t have the degrees and stuff), would want to do (ie. I’d have to talk to people and crap) or are in the city (apparently Montreal is in desperate need of people working with charities, though). Looking at jobs that aren’t with charities, I just get depressed about this world we have going on.

I’ve been very mopey this last while. It’s all really pathetic.

I’ll think of something tomorrow.

I find myself in the exact same state I was last time. Treading water. Stagnating. It sucks. I’ve wanted to quit my job for, what, four and a half years? And I just don’t have the balls to do it. I remember when I used to go through jobs every couple months. I liked that better. I’ve taken to buying lottery ticks every couple weeks. I know it’s slim hope for freedom, but it is some hope that I could free myself from the “system”. I can say I would be a kickass multi-millionaire, though. I’ve totally mapped out what I would do with the money and I think it’s all pretty good. Certainly better than what I’m doing now.

What I really need to do is some writing. It’s been way too long. Perhaps I should just sit down tomorrow and pump out some piece of nonsense like I used to. For now:

Haiku!

Planet Mercury!
It goes around the sun fast.
It is such a chump.

The Contains2 server is still not working. I’m at a loss. I’d like to have it all moved over to the same server I use for this one but I’m completely ignorant of how to do it. They really need to make some changes to how the Internet works.

Finally your horoscope for today: Beware of good things. They may be bad things in disguise. Accept bad things, because they’re probably actually good things. Also, go check your mail. I sent you a bomb. It’s totally going to be a bad thing.

Few days back my bookshelf totally collapsed. DVDs, books and toys now cover the living room floor and I’m not picking them up until I buy a new bookshelf. For some reason Canadian Tire no longer sells bookshelves (that’s where I got the last one) so I have to find someplace that isn’t a minute away from my home. Sigh. That’s inconvenient, eh? At least the mess of the living room has nothing compared to that of my bedroom.

Kip totally made it by for a short visit today! It’s about time. The last four attempts at that failed. My day is always better when I get a dose of Vitamin Kip (AKA gibberish, insults and stupidity).

But I have to go to work an hour early now. I’ll complain about that. Complain!

That’s about it.

It’s effing May! How the chunks does that happen? I demand it be February again! Of 2002 if possible. But alas…

I don’t have much to say, as usual. Do ghosts dream? Can time travellers vote? Will the moon ever shut up? Can frogs become cyborgs?

The answer to some of those questions is “no”.

I don’t want to go to work.