Wednesday, June 16, 2004

Bela Lugosi is dead

At this point I'm pretty sure that no matter what I do at work, I'm gonna be told it's wrong and I should redo it. Every decision I make, every page I layout is somehow wrong and needs correcting to the way they want it. It's causing a big knot of frustration to build inside me and strangle off my desire to do anything.

I am completely without ambition and initiative. If I seem indifferent, it's only because the world is indifferent to me. Nothing is ever good, not for any length of time anyway.

Trip was talking about opening a video game store... it would certainly be better than what I do now, but I'm not sure I'm prepared for either the risk or the effort that goes into a new business. Particularly in Martinsville.

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