Second day back at the SLJ after eleven and a half days off and does it ever suck ass. However, I am both surprised and happy that the mountain of work actually didn’t turn into a whole range while I was gone. I fully expected to return to find my nice and tidy desk – I had straightened up and cleaned my office before I went on vacation – to be a cluttered mess of artwork, memos, documents and samples pilled up there by my boss and co-workers. I expected my email box to tell me I had hundreds of new emails. As Gomer Pyle would say, “…surprise, surprise, surprise!” My desk and office were exactly as I had left it. Schew (wipes brow). This is further proof that there is power in prayer. My commute is prayer time for me. Well, at least half of the commute, and yesterday, on my first day back, it filled my whole commute to the SLJ. It was a good way to prepare myself for my first day back. I start off with The Lord’s Prayer. I think of it as opening the hailing frequencies (geek). Then I thank God for another day and all of the blessings in my life. I follow that with asking for His help to get me through another day at the SLJ and that He lead me to a more rewarding and fulfilling career. I used to sometimes ask that I would be given early retirement in the form of a jackpot winning lottery ticket, but I stopped that a few years ago. As Marge Simpson would tell Homer “…it’s not going to happen!” I’d still like that lottery ticket though. Hey, God... can I have that winning lottery ticket? PLEASE! Let’s face it, who really wants to work?
Oh there are those out there that love their jobs and say that they love working and would be bored otherwise. Maybe one day I’ll find that perfect and rewarding job that I’d never want to leave. But for now I don’t have it and I say that people that think their job is the be-all-to-end-all aren’t creative with their fantasies and free time, and they have some serious brain washing to overcome. There’s a big old butt-load of stuff to do that could easily fill those forty hours of being a wage slave. In no particular order I can think of reading books, continuing my education, hiking and biking, visiting museums, playing games, travel, movies, painting, photography, visiting all of those Civil War battlefields I haven’t been to, writing, building model kits, painting miniatures and a host of other things. Yes, they require money, but that’s what the jackpot winning lottery ticket is for. I can assure you that when you’re on your deathbed you’re not going to say “…I should have spent more time with my boss and co-workers.” Think about it. Be that as it may, I know I have to work and right now I just pray that I am led to that rewarding and fulfilling new career. Well I have to get back to artwork reviews and trying to decipher the emails from my Chinese counterpart. When they aren’t writing like Yoda on crack they’re being extremely vague and I have to figure out what they are trying to tell me. ARGH! I hope my efforts to get a new job – or retire early – pay off this year… and soon.
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Dumbass you and I have already won the lottery. Our prizes were Jenne and Kim.
Posted by: clark on January 6, 2004 12:31 PMHey Will, WORK what a subject to get into. I have had a couple I liked but retiremernt is a different mater all togather. You are right the loto would be nice. ( I did not when one ) I have been retired two years and don't no where the time has gone. Keep up the prayers! You might try to sing a little too. ' He who sings prayes twice'.
Posted by: Joe on January 6, 2004 05:51 PMMy Mom always tells me the story her father told her: "Why waste your money on a lottery ticket? You think you're going to be a instant millionaire? I had to work, my father had to work, his father had to work and you know what... you're going to have to work too." How painfully true. Yet I still go out and buy my Powerball tickets every Wednesday and Saturday, I can't help but think someone has to win sooner or later and it could be me, I mean why not? Right? lol
Posted by: Lee Ann on January 6, 2004 11:31 PMI figure it's a buck or two twice a week on a lotto ticket. It's not like the lotto queens in front of me in line who are spending fifty bucks to win twenty. I hate when I get behind a lotto queen and I can tell who they are too! They will have this long list of pick three and pick four numbers that they have to read off... slowly and verify with the clerk... slowly. And then they want the scratch off games and they have to go through this ritual of thinking and pointing and then thinking again and pointing. I just want one ticket you cow! Get the F outta my way! ARGH! I hate them so much!
Posted by: Will Burnham on January 7, 2004 12:29 AMAh! what a universal Brotherhood of Millionaires.
Man you are not the only one in this dillema of lotto perhaps the whole world is answering the questions: WHO WANTS TO BE MILLIONAIRE?
How sweet it will be if i could just one day wake up and there the winning numbers!!
To me it is not about not wanting to work since i believe so much in the diginity of labour.
It is about all the millions collected from Guys like Me that spend $16 every weeks in search of millions in the kingdom of lotto.
It is about payback, and if the next Jack ,Jane and John could win i guess i dont see why i shouldn`t pick my own Million, or do any of you know another effortless way of picking a million?
If you do kindly forward your tips to:yemmytrading@yahoo.co.uk and then i will stop visiting the lotto kingdom, untill them, here i gooooooooooo..........