Oh, btw., the book touched down the other day. Thank you :)
This can be summed up as: in college, I majored in something I love, and now I am destined to live in a cardboard box.
Jupp. It helps if you love money though.
I’m going to whine now:
In college I majored in something I loved.
I was afraid of living in a cardboard box. After a while I got laid off from I job I despised, and went to college for something that would get me health insurance. After a while I realized that I needed to do something I loved, so I made plans to fill my spare time. Then I got laid off again, and went grad school to keep from getting laid off.
My plans are turning yellow and my eyesight is failing.
lol.
lucky lucky seth. this is quality angst and for only seven dollars! How many yall wanna print this one out at your on your shitty work printers and hang them on your cubicles?
I have been meaning to ask about how long it is on average between someone donating and a comic being made about the donation. I assume it’s related to how big the donation is and how closely it fits to a cost you incurred?
An internet tough guy? On Donation Derby? That was pretty unexpected.
Anyway, it is tough knowing that what you want to do with your life isn’t going to pay your bills. Nothing more frustrating than spending 80% of your time doing something you hate in order to spend the remaining 20% doing what’s actually important to you.
Right now, anywhere from one week to three months. I am trying to catch up.
LA la la la la ….I’m not listening…
mordantmouth, life does not care if you listen or not *g*
you could resign yourself to blissful limbo. I have no clue as to what i want to do. i have no education, a shitty job, and i spend all my spare time at a coffee shop. hopefully i can keep this up for another seven years before age and disappointments catch up with me.
No, what’s bad is you know what you want to do with your life, and everyone in authority agrees that you really suck at that. I’m sick of being told to ‘consider something else.’
Oh, now this one hurts. It may even get worse if you figure out that everything you might want to do is not identified as “valuable” by “society”, penalizing you in terms of income and thereby ultimately denying you social participation. Or that whatever you might want to do is now beyond reach due to some decision you made ten years ago. Or, still worse, some decision someone else made even longer ago. It’s hard. But fun too. I think someone drew a map about that a while ago. I wish I could find that again, its iconic quality should enrich student-café walls all over the globe…
On the other hand, that maverick old dude who’s in prison because he, like, bombed people to pieces, he in abstract said that the worse you’re off the happier you’ll be. Simply because you’ll lack the time to notice how much stuff sucks.
Oh, btw., the book touched down the other day. Thank you :)
This can be summed up as: in college, I majored in something I love, and now I am destined to live in a cardboard box.
Jupp. It helps if you love money though.
I’m going to whine now:
In college I majored in something I loved.
I was afraid of living in a cardboard box. After a while I got laid off from I job I despised, and went to college for something that would get me health insurance. After a while I realized that I needed to do something I loved, so I made plans to fill my spare time. Then I got laid off again, and went grad school to keep from getting laid off.
My plans are turning yellow and my eyesight is failing.
lol.
lucky lucky seth. this is quality angst and for only seven dollars! How many yall wanna print this one out at your on your shitty work printers and hang them on your cubicles?
I have been meaning to ask about how long it is on average between someone donating and a comic being made about the donation. I assume it’s related to how big the donation is and how closely it fits to a cost you incurred?
An internet tough guy? On Donation Derby? That was pretty unexpected.
Anyway, it is tough knowing that what you want to do with your life isn’t going to pay your bills. Nothing more frustrating than spending 80% of your time doing something you hate in order to spend the remaining 20% doing what’s actually important to you.
Right now, anywhere from one week to three months. I am trying to catch up.
LA la la la la ….I’m not listening…
mordantmouth, life does not care if you listen or not *g*
you could resign yourself to blissful limbo. I have no clue as to what i want to do. i have no education, a shitty job, and i spend all my spare time at a coffee shop. hopefully i can keep this up for another seven years before age and disappointments catch up with me.
No, what’s bad is you know what you want to do with your life, and everyone in authority agrees that you really suck at that. I’m sick of being told to ‘consider something else.’