No skills, some bills

Having no money is perhaps the most disheartening thing around. After death, illness, breakups, unemployment, loneliness... okay, there are more disheartening concepts, but thin-walletedness is truly depressing.
I don't like money controlling what we can and cannot do, so definitively. I can't eat what I want to. I can't see things I would like to. I can't buy comfortable underwear. Comfort, I believe, is what money would truly bring. A common adage is that money does not bring happiness, but I have to say that the times where my worrying levels are at their lowest is when my checking account is at its highest. "It's cool man, I'll spot you." - Perhaps the best sentence that one can utter.

And it's been a while...

First blog of 2010. First blog in over 7 months, actually. What to discuss? A lot has happened since last we spoke - Tiger Woods, Haiti, me beating up an Aussie on Hogmonay (New Year's Eve). I'm still looking for full-time employment. I've been to a few interviews, even been offered a couple of positions, but I've turned them down based on my disregard for the company through first-hand experience (during/after the interview). Sales, cold-calling, 'marketing' - all bullshit. None of these industries are real. Both sides of the interaction are disinterested; it's just that one wants to make the sale and the other wants to get the fuck off the phone. I don't feel right committing to a job that I don't believe in, because I don't want an inevitable quitting session lingering at my desk. I want to be proud of what I do, and have fun doing it. This might be asking a bit much during the current climate, but one can dream. Until then I'll endure the snickers and the lack of cash, because I have great parents and friends who come to my aid without any sense of quid pro quo. I have people in my life who really help, and are selfless, though they may not recognize it in themselves.