For the tired body.

-Apparently there is a limit to how much physical punishment the body can take. I cannot for instance, stave off an encroaching flu bug while, doing a full body workout and work late hours at the same time. The fine balance doesn't call for a third weight.
-There is not much you can do if you're a workaholic who has been forced to stay at home, except get some much needed rest. Better one day at home than a week in the hospital, as a patient.
-Being a geek often means that you take up the responsibility of the knowledge you bear. This of course leads to the dependency from the uninformed and ignorant. The trick is not to wear yourself out when the simple hobby becomes a near obsession. Easier said than done when everyone seems to have problems all at once.
-Being sick has never taken my sense of taste away from me. I will still demand for good food, which is been a pain since I tend to cook for myself these days. Still, there is no better substitute for good food to pick you up especially when done right. I have my own beef stroganoff to testify to that.
-It's nice to know that regardless of what happens, encouraging words and someone willing to cover for you often works better than constant nagging advice and a critique that you need to do better. It's a choice we have to make on who we are willing to be around. It can mean the difference between a more optimistic mind and a much more tired body.

Home Alone on a Friday night.

I’m feel­ing over­stim­u­lated. This is the only night I’ve had alone for the last two weeks, and I haven’t caught up with Frank for the longest time.

Fridays nights always make me feel rest­less. I never ever want to do any­thing after a full day of work, and at the same time I want to be out. I feel so alone, yet I don’t feel lonely. Maybe I’m just too busy to feel anything. Or maybe I’m just get­ting used to the solitude.

It’s a self-imposed exile, so I can’t com­plain. There are so many things I could do, oppor­tu­ni­ties I could take, peo­ple I could see, but I never end up fol­low­ing through. Everything is so sta­ble and com­fort­able when I’m by myself.

July has been long and tiring.

-Sometimes all the past is exactly what it is. A part of your life that can never move on or change no matter how hard we all try. That's why in the end we always have to look forward to a future. Something you can create at least. Especially when it involves people you like a lot.
-I've just realized that Macs are like Alfa Romeos. It's not as good as it's advertised and it can be a little bit pricey. But it's very pretty and no one can ever call themselves a true geek until they've worked with a Mac at least once in their life.
-Rainy weather is possibly the worst weather to be particularly productive owing to the cold sleepy mood it always brings. This is particularly bad when you're trying to get your fair share of work done. Even worse when you're juggling more than one thing at a time.
-Entertaining your crush on a friend shouldn't precede the work you're meant to be doing, but if it snaps you out of a depressing jam that's in your way, then there is no shame in being the biggest flirt you always were.
-The whole purpose of bureaucratic administration isn't always to help you along. I'm beginning to believe that it's there like a giant obstacle where we have to duck and weave in order to prevent ourselves from chucked about. The only difference is, obstacle courses tend to give you rewards in return. Bureaucratic administration tends to give you a headache and the job you were supposed to do anyway.

Richard St John's 8 secrets to success.

Thought For the Day.

Some days you are your own best friend.
Other days you can be your worst enemy.
Then there are the days in between.

Gazing at the Moon,

There are people on this planet who get an idea and work hard to realise it. Others sit on the fence and ponder. Some weigh up options then make informed decisions. Others talk themselves out of a venture due to the fear of losing a comfort zone.

Out of these shooting stars, some get to accomplish their dreams, others who don’t get to revel in success remain undefeated and possibly try again.

When an astute person takes an adventurous step into the unknown, inevitably they ruffle others’ feathers. People’s reactions to their venture are varied, yet they invariably express them in context of bias and diffidence.

There are the naysayers, the I-thought-of-it-before (yet didn’t do it), the la-la-la singers with palms firmly over perky ears, the wise monkey emulators with eyes shut but curiously peeking through gaps in their fingers; pity some do not know how to speak no evil. All act according to personal gain and hidden agendas, eventually passing a judgement that feeds their purpose.

What shines across the galaxy like the Evening Star after sunset are the heartfelt and the genuine, the stellar individuals who may or may not covet others yet wholeheartedly and without prejudice support them in their endeavours.

They are as easy to spot with the naked eye as a full moon in a starless sky.

Trying to figure "Happy" ( again )

I believe they say that happiness is a "state of mind." I don't know who "they" are or what makes them the authority on an emotion that is clearly hard to define.

It has recently come to my attention that I am at a point in my life where I have pulled my head out of my ass long enough to realize that I have been selling myself short. Although I am not sure where I will go from here, it is at least something to think about, and hopefully act upon in the relatively near future.

I have a few questions. Excuse the random thought pattern, I am just thinking "out loud."

How does one incorporate what they love into their career? "Live what you love." It's a statement that I have been struggling with these past few years.

I want to be more creative, and I want to do so in an environment that makes me some dough.

I'm not looking to "get rich", I am just looking to make a living at something that I love to do.

The funny thing is, I am not exactly sure what that is. I mean, I love to write, I love to cook, and bake, and decorate. I have been told I am a great salesperson, "people person" blah blah blah...corporate bullshit...etc. So, how do I take these talents and make them work for me in the capacity I want them to work. Does that make sense?

Then I look at the things I have been through. I have overcome this obstacle of R.A in my life that I feel is just staring me in the face screaming, "DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT STUPID! Take what you know, and share it with the world! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?"

How can I incorporate what I have learned in a medium to help others, which will in turn give me a career that will fill this void I believe is missing in my life. Or, am I just crazy and selfish, and taking for granted the opportunities that I have now?

So many of us are stuck in the 8 to 5 jobs that we have mediocre feelings for at best. Just think about it...40 hours a week for the next 30-or so odd years is a lot of time, and a HUGE chunk out of my life. Why should I settle with anything less than what makes me feel like I am utilizing all of my potential?

Am I merely basking in the comfort of a salary and predictability as a means to float by, pay my bills in a timely manner, and ensure that I have proper health care?

Because if I am, that's bullshit. Plain and simple.

I just called myself out...Which hurts a little...Damn, I can be tough on myself.

Anyway, what I am searching for right now is a little guidance. Possibly some direction, a way to go...Some words of wisdom, or maybe just a swift kick in the ass.

Discuss amongst yourself, and feel free to clue me in on the mystery if you so desire.

*The above picture of my dog's asses was an accident that turned out to be one of my favorite pictures. Sometimes the unintended things in life can turn into a "happy accident." I just wish I could stumble upon a few more of them right now.

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Dear Frigging Help Desk/Call Center People,

You should seriously consider changing your name. The word ‘help’ is soooo last century and so over-rated when you can’t even help yourselves get out of a tight spot. Unless your ‘desk’ needs ‘help’ balancing your empty coffee cups, bags of chips, M&Ms and 2 minute noodles.

Obviously they are not paying you enough to think. Regurgitating outdated information that is readily available on your computer screen does not solve a problem. I could have sworn I was conversing with an automated service that was coughing up excerpts copied and pasted from some manual. I already have RTFM*!!!

Sure I’ve been battling with different customer service personnel during the last couple of days. And, yes I’m grumpy. And I’ve cussed and cursed and F keyed then gave up in disgust only to get up in the morning and repeat the above. I know too well that doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results is a sign of insanity, but that gives me ample justification to take it out. On you.

And while we’re talking tired clichés and old buzz words, see, I can regurgitate too, let me remind you of an oldie but a goodie, so passé you probably weren’t even born then. The customer is always right. And that gives me ample rights to waste your time then kick your arse, well, just because I feel like it.

All the best. You need it.