Tired

Work is becoming cumbersome. I have had to fire someone today. I don't hate my job. I really love it but it is a huge pain in my ass at times. So I am slugging down Guinness and wishing I hadn't left my Kafka book there. It's pretty interesting stuff and I would really like to be reading it right now. At least I would understand this a little better. I get the gist of the post in the fact that the Gov. has pretty much caught itself up in it's own line of BS. I just wish I could be reading the story that inspired the pic. of the man himself. (I realize that I am probably rambling like a crazy person, but I am compelled to write even though I haven't much to say)

Did you ever wake up one day and realize that your life is just not what you wanted? I wanted to be a rockstar and die in my 20's while I looked hot from a drug overdose. But what am I doing now? I'm sitting at home whining to a few people I know and a lot more that I don't know. (wah wah wah woe is me I forgive you if you have stopped reading this pile of self loathing shite) I just wish some rich benefactor would come along and drop a bunch of money in my lap so I could record my opus. I don't mean a sugar mama/daddy. Just some rich crazy person that digs my music and skewed point of view. I realize that that is like trying to bleed a rock but wishful thinking can't hurt right? For some reason I am tempted to say "fuck it" and make a trek to Alaska. I wouldn't mind seeing the tundra before it melts.....