And I’m very certain that will never be the case.

I’m pretty far from succeeding at this point, and it’s starting to hurt me a little. My attitude/mood has not been the best, and I’m a distracted me with my own little issues and goings on keeping me absolutely nuts.

How many jobs should one person have before they are committed to the asylum. I’m thinking of writing a book, The Boy with too many Ideas, A Cautionary Tale.

But tomorrow it’s back to the cube. Be awesome, dammit.