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::RANTS::

Plain and simple..there will be nothing fancy about this page in the least bit. A visual aid or two if absolutely necessary, otherwise, nothing but me and my mind. And hopefully my hands to keep up. I can't wait for the day that i can just think what i want and have it turn up on my screen. Anyway, I've got this page going just to vent. To let off some steam about things..the little things to the big things. From how my carpet is a mess 'cause the rug i use leaves little knots of fabric to the argument about what is beautiful and what is not.

_Little thing_

I don't like when there are coffee grounds in my coffee. This isn't the western days or any other "'olden day" when i have to take two stones and grind up my coffee bean and strain them with hot water through my dirty fucking sock everymorning for my cup o' joe. No, this is the modern day with computers and microchips and little toy robots that can fight and teach the kids playing with them to fight. Make a fucking filter that works!..[end]


_Big thing_

Life's fucking cycles. You know damn well what I'm talking about. From "can't get a job without a car, can't get a car without a job" to "careers". You work hard to make money, to save money. Working a job you hate the whole time, cause lets face it..it wouldn't be a job if you liked it..it would be a hobby with pay. So you work hard and you save your money and you save and save and save. Then you finally get a day off. YES! A vacation! They do exist people! I've been there. You get your vacation and guess what? It costs money..alot of it if you wanna have any fun. So you blow all your money. Then your back to square one. You can't go about your daily life without spending money, and then you can't save up to do what you really want! I don't like these odds:

40 hours of work ($560.00 [Before taxes mind you])= 4 hours off paid ($56.00 [again..before taxes]) = one half day off. What do I do with that half day? Pay rent ($547.00 [AFTER taxes]).

Bullshit I think. I dmire those few people I know who have enough go-go juice flowin in their cajones to take utter control of their life. To up and leave when they feel they need to up and leave. When whatever they are doing at the time, whether it be CEO of a company or janitor at a high school, has nothing else to offer and they find something else. They refuse to fall in a rut and to stop learning. Personally, I see both sides all to well. From just taking control, to being utterly responsible. I want to take off and have fun, then i realize that if i do that..i won't have rent money..i won't have money to buy food for my cats..nevermind myself. So i try to find an in between. I firmly believe in doing what you need to do to get the job done. You hate being CEO of that company but you need the money for your house payment? Stick with the fucking job and save your money. You tired of sweeping the high school halls but you really want mom to have that surgery to get rid of that monstrosity of a penis between her legs? Keep fucking sweeping. So, in order to prevent myself from being a hipocrite, i do the job i'm not happy with to save up to do what makes me happy. I paint when i'm not stressing on the phone. and i show those paintings and i hope someone likes them enough to give me money for it. then i do it again, and more often, and hopefully one day, i have enough to pay my rent and get kitty food. we'll see what happens, since it's much easier to say than do. i'll keep you posted[end]