Because I rarely have anything positive to say on this stupid blog (withthe exception of telling you to read Jen Lancaster's books ... cuz everyone really should worship her funny) ...

It dawned on me during a discussion last weekend that I am currently without passion. I do not have a goal, a driving force, or light in the oh so distant future of this shall we call tunnel I suddenly realize that I am in.

The question posed was: if I could have any job in the world, what would I do?

*blink* *blink*

Does professional lazy ass count as a real job?

Truthfully, I'd never be happy with that job. It is so not rewarding. In undergrad, the goal was to graduate and make a difference in the world. In grad school, the goal was to graduate and be part of the larger machine that just might make a difference in the world. Now? Meh. I'm too tired to make a difference in the world. How am I going to counteract that much stupidity and arrogance?

Yeah, yeah ... I know ... one day at a time ... one piece at a time ... eating an elephant one bite at a time and all that ...

And I have become a bit of a self-loather in my discouraged state. I hate people like me that have a seat instead of going on. Welcome to my vicious cycle. But I digress...

I cannot think of something that I am qualified to redirect my attention toward that doesn't already have people far more meaningful attacking it in ways that would make my effort pitiful and sad.

...I think I'm moving but I go nowhere...

Posted by: Princess Cat at 07:15 PM | Comments (3) | Add Comment
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