re-coming up

Thanks to Big Hominid for the gentle kick in the ass by linking to this here blog. Yes, a place all my own where i can experience the wonderful feeling of having had a bunch of things to say right up until I get my fingers on the keyboard. It's like being mentally constipated.

Conversely, I don't really want my blog to be a canvas on which to spread my verbal diarrhea. Stream of consciousness is good for your private journal, but don't fool yourself: despite popular use of webpages as bitch-and-moan propagation, your wingeing and puling is not making you a suffering artist, nor is it enriching the world of web-goers by sharing your "inner soul" with them. When it comes down to brass tacks, you'll be hard pressed to convince me that the highest essence of my being and the driving force behind my life is an entity that feels the need to roll around in the puke puddles of its own self-pity.

I just proof-read this short paragraph and became painfully aware, once again, of how labour intensive writing is.

Oh, by the way: i'm looking for a good paying job with a well-run organization who will be looking for a morning and early afternoon, Monday to Friday workschedule (I hike on Saturdays!) I'm interested in a variety of jobs but am not sure of any of them, nor am I skilled in any, and therefore will accept English teaching. Co-workers should be friendly and interesting, management should ...ok, nevermind that, even i'm not that deluded. If you have any leads, let me know.

ciao baby.