Thursday, December 17, 2015

Human Resources

I'm looking into Organization Charts tonight. It's kind of interesting how difficult it is to find Human Resources on these charts.

Monday, December 07, 2015


Interacting with people is so exhausting; I hardly do it at all and I still feel drained after being around people. I just want to be on my own to tinker and think most of the time, but I have this underlying fear that my isolation will negatively affect my work. So I keep showing up, even when I don't want to. 99% of the time, I don't.

Saturday, July 27, 2013


Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.

Max Ehrmann, 1952

Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Sunday, June 17, 2012

Just realized the final words in my first post echoed the first words of my last post two years ago. Synchronicity! But, no. I AM NOT DONE! I AM HERE RIGHT FUCKING NOW! COME AT ME! LIFE, LIFE, LIFE! RAWRRR!
I have been safe for a long time now. I have been content. My life now is like one long lazy Sunday afternoon.

And I know I will die inside if it continues. My days are sucking the life out of me. I need to get back to work, so here I am. Still not working, but writing, at least. Putting something down, electronic dimples on a blank sheet of pixels. A drowning man gasping for air.

My heart has receded within me and the scar tissue over my wound has grown hard and fibrous. Safe. I am safe. I have flatlined. My body is soft and my mind is softer still. I want to run for my life again, away from imagined dangers licking at my heels, push myself around corners into unfamiliar alleyways. I NEED A CHANGE!

And change is coming. I'm grateful for that, yes.

I check my face in the mirror. No long-haired demon staring back at me. No woman at the foot of my bed. These nightmares were dispelled long ago; I no longer sleep alone. I wonder if I want them back. I wonder if I need them, for my work. I straighten up and stretch myself, then go to the kitchen to get a glass of iced water.

I'm back. No, not really. I did not actually leave; I merely wrote that I did, and nothing that is written down is reliable. The previous statement contradicts itself. I've been sitting here all this while, watching you.

I actually get up.

I really stretch.

Fooled you again?

There will be no relief, no iced water, until I am done tonight.

And suddenly I am thirsty, so I am done.

Monday, November 29, 2010

I'm done. This life is officially over. I'm moving on to the next one with a smile on my face; I have no regrets, save for the times I didn't try for something higher than what was expected of me. Maybe this time I'll get it right.

Monday, September 20, 2010

I'm standing beside your car. I'm sitting behind your table. I'm hovering over your copy of Cosmo. Underneath your folding chair. In front of your eyes. Swimming in your Starbucks Tall Mocha Frappuccino. Do you miss me? Do you think of me at all? Do you hear our song on the radio at night? And when you do, do you mouth the words and think about the way we danced, the time we laughed only at ourselves? I hate you so much.

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Monday, December 14, 2009

Stop callin'
Stop callin'
I don't wanna think anymore
I've got my head and my heart on the dance floor
Stop callin'
Stop callin'
I don't wanna talk anymore
I left my hand and my heart on the dance floor

- 'Telephone,' performed by Lady Gaga (feat. Beyoncé)

Monday, November 23, 2009

Saturday, September 26, 2009

"This is apparently how I party."

"What happened to your shirt? And why aren't you wearing pants?"