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Realized I have a lot of subscribers, but not too many
postings. This could be a result of my realization that certain parental
figures do frequent this blog to then interrogate me on said interesting blogs
i.e. corner me into admitting I was in fact in vegas with Mr. Chou and not at
the library studying for GRE's/finding nerdface girl to consummate.
For those of you who still faithful check xanga, you will be rewarded with a
posting of epic proportions... namely, mine. Hopefully, this will lead to
consistent slathering of daily rants and/or insights, but I neither guarantee
satisfaction or even any LOL moments. LOL. who came up with
THAT? anyway. I still have a job. The difference between
school and work is the freedom which comes after you leave your respective
institution: i aint got homework to do, suckas! Sadly, this has
been replaced with deadlines, competitive coworkers, and the need to climb the
proverbial "corporate ladder" i.e. strive for fancier titles
underneath your name on the business cards handed out during happy hour.
The other difficulty in working vs. schooling is the lack of social mobility
one encounters. Depending on the industry, it can be highly inefficient
to look around the workplace for peers in which to engage in good times and/or
levels of inebriation leading to misdemeanor crimes. Hey that
rhymed. I should be a rapper. Fortunately, females who are not only
attractive, but also laugh at my brand of comedic one-liners surround my cube.
However, they are at LEAST 5 years my senior (hasn't stopped me before, but
thats another post) and the majority are either married/serious relationships
(granted, not a good excuse based on past misgivings, but again i digress and
will also describe in detail in a later posting.. hopefully).
Speaking of relationships, I find it highly difficult to diagnose myself when
faced with a "love" type situation. I figure myself to be
pretty savvy when it comes to helping others with their love deficiencies, but
when it comes to myself, its rather difficult to detach my emotions from my
rather logical thought process and put 1+1 together. But I guess even
professionals (i.e. doctors and other MD types) are taught to avoid diagnosis
of self and loved ones, so I'm not beating myself for being ridiculous in these
situations... ok yeah it sucks.
Do people actually type their entire postings on this old-school-hotmail type
window with NO save feature, 480pt width, and lack of spell
checker? Kinda scared I'll hit backspace and LOSE the last 30
minutes of my life due to lack of finger-to-keyboard coordination.
Been watching/listening to a lot of standup lately. In fact, saw Russell
Peters in Irvine last night. He's funny, but i'm actually more excited
for Brian Regan in January. Unfortunately, Charlie Murphy will not be
around when I'm in town and he's the only other comic besides chappelle in
which I'll laugh at even the minute inflections of his voice.
Challenge him, a'ight!? Make sure your people is there to witness it, cuz
you just might get embarrassed
HAHAA. oh man. One more... *editors note: just
copied and pasted the entire post in case i DO accidentally hit backspace.
You don't slap a man. OK. I mean, even when slapping was fashionable, ya
know, they did it in Paris, some guy would come up: WHAP PAP 'I challenge you
to a duel.' They would have a gunfight after that— somebody had to go!
ahahaha... he's a habitual LINE stepper... ahaha... ok anyway.
snowboarding in tahoe and then vegas. 'nuff said. Alright kids,
i've spent almost an hour on this so I should go back to my work and browse the
web. Err, read other people's xanga. Hm. Do something
productive. ah. much better. holla.
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