I'm still just as bitter and as big of a dick as ever. I can't really complain about what I do for a living, I make more than I ever dreamed I'd make, but the fact my job requires that I stare at a computer screen all day, which allows me to wander off into the la la land we call the internet instead of doing something more productive with my time or pursuing my hobbies, irks the shit out of me. And my excuse for my internet addiction is that I have to get back to work.
All I ever wanted out of life was to be a high school gym teacher and coach baseball. $40 G a year, a dog, a pick-up truck, and a pension. But I'd probably get fired for hitting on players moms so I guess things aren't that bad.
I have to get back to work.
