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   Mon, October 3, 2005 - 5:04 PM
Well, f*ck me with a beautifully restored Third Reich swizzle stick! (again)

I JUST QUIT MY JOB!!! of six years! Holy Homelessness Batman!
Riddle me this, what's next? OY!

I'm mad as hell and can't take it's time to re-connect myself to the universe as a musician...which is the reason i was put onto this weird and wonderful spinning globe in the first place. I'm going to have a go at making a living from teaching drum lessons, playing music and making the occasional neighborhood crack deal. Things i've been doing since the age of eleven but for the past six years have been denying as my sole sourch of income and stability.

I'm absolutely crazy for throwing myself out into this cruel world once again, without health insurance, a steady income or even a decent pair of pants. But ya know, sometimes you just gotta toss the coin and look the other like hell and hope to trip over something which resembles sanity. Of course i'm not really prepared for this, never saved a dime in my life, have many bills to pay......oh well. Maybe one of our 3 cats can get a modeling job. At the moment i don't care......i'm simply going to try and understand the feeling of freedom, or at least the feeling of one weight being lifted off my shoulders while another is placed upon them.
Hopefully this new one will be lighter, and less of a mental burden and soul sucker.

now, can someone teach me to River Dance? and please don't say "I told ya so!" when i start crying into my Cheerios.



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Mon, October 3, 2005 - 5:16 PM
Good luck..I am so close to doing the same thing!
Mon, October 3, 2005 - 5:48 PM
I did it in May. BEST DECISION EVER!
Mon, October 3, 2005 - 6:30 PM
i think the more appropriate dance is "the hustle."
if you're good at that one, you can do well for yourself. if you really need the imposed discipline of working for someone else, consider this a fall "vacation." good luck, and i hope your dancing shoes aren't too tight!

anyone in here play flute? you can't really do that song w/o flutes.
Mon, October 3, 2005 - 6:52 PM
You are my hero, Sylent. You're the wind beneath my wings.
Mon, October 3, 2005 - 7:09 PM
it is!!!!
You know Sylent, I got laid off. but I was thinking of quitting. So it's totally worth it. I wanna sit and have some lunch with you ( i will make it) so i can tell you just how worth it it really is.
Mon, October 3, 2005 - 7:31 PM
Congrats! That's fantastic. Drum it up!
Mon, October 3, 2005 - 9:29 PM
I just made the switch from "stable yet making me insane" employment to "hmmmm....not quite sure what's going to happen".
The nervousness is outweighed by the incredible heavy feeling I've had being lifted.
And, I'm pimping out my cats for a little extra income.
Mon, October 3, 2005 - 10:00 PM

Quit your job

Slack off

The world ends tomorrow and YOU MAY DIE
Mon, October 3, 2005 - 11:25 PM
well done!
leap and the net will appear.

good for you!
Tue, October 4, 2005 - 10:49 AM
This may be off topic, but you've reminded me of that scene in Little Nicky, where Hitler in Hell has to choose the pineapple that's going to get crammed up his a**.

I suppose you're just choosing a different pineapple.
Tue, October 4, 2005 - 11:41 AM
It wasnt a good sourch of income anyway.

Tell the japanese cosmetic salesladies I said konichi-wa!
Tue, October 4, 2005 - 11:54 AM

So I've talked to the cats and they have voted 2 to 1 that Shawnee (the black cat) shall go into modeling. It IS getting to be "Black Cat Season." And after all the times I've caught him staring at himself in the mirror (or at the wall???) I think he would make a great model. We'll have to keep his catnip habit on the down saw how they've terrorized that other skinny model bitch for drug use!

Um, by the way: Congrats on stickin' it to The Man!!

love -r
Tue, October 4, 2005 - 2:58 PM
The Hero's Journey
Getting the hell out when you know it ain't right, even though you don't know where 'yuza headed. Not to be confused with the band Journey, although they also escaped from the sweltering armpit that is the central valley.