Wednesday, Nov. 08, 2006
Footnote to last night's entry:
Yeah, I know we all need money, and I wasn't talking about quitting this job and sitting at home, as appealing as that plan is. I was talking about quitting to find another job. I am sending out some resumes today, in fact, but would prefer to not even go in where I work now.
It's getting mighty old to work all day and be told I really need to work more at home - when I am already working until midnight most nights on the web biz, and I'm not just dumping that for a job I know I'm quitting at earliest opportunity.
It doesn't help one iota that when I'm doing my part at work, our "support" staff is screwing up what I was working on and then I get the calls and emails and so on and so on...
On top of everything else, I'm going to have to have some work done on my car this week as soon as I get paid, because the brakes are starting to squeal. As long as it's just sporadic squealing I'm hoping it just needs pads. I don't intend to wait, though, because I don't want to have to pay for a complete brake overhaul and have other methods in mind for killing myself, ones that don't include taking out other people with me.
Mainly my plan is to work myself to death, and I'm definitely on that trajectory.
Before - After
In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )