Ok, so I have an idea. I dont know if I can pull it off, but I have one. Ive been posting that I have an idea and its conceptualizing and that its like an embryo and its gestating in the uterus of my brain; yeah, Im fucked up, get over it. Ive been putting it up on my facebook account. I dont want to post my idea yet, basically because I dont want to ruin the surprise for my real life friends, or for my real life employers who possibly could fire my sorry ass for what Im thinking of doing. No, nothing evil, psychotic or criminal, its just something that they could take offence to; and quite frankly I dont give a shit anymore. This is the singularly best idea Ive had ever. For those who may not know, even my real life friends who read my blogs, let me give you a run down. Ive had a lot of ideas for my own businesses, all of them really good, manly because Im totally fucking brilliant. But I do have one Achilles heel; I cant seem to sick with anything and I think Ive finely figured out why. I love being creative, hence my interests in magic, art, photography, writing; er, well you get the idea. A lot of what I have come up with put me in the limelight, up front and taking all the glory. Of course I deserve it but I dont really like being in the limelight. I would much rather do my thing in private and out of the public eye. Now couple this with the fact that I also hate my life. OK, not my life exactly but, you know, working for total fuckheads who dont have a damn clue what life outside of their corporate offices is like? The ones who never have to deal with the public and how damn stupid and asinine they are? Well, I have a way of combining my love for creativity and my total distain for, well, idiots; especially the ones I work for. No, not the people in my store, its the fucktards that run the company; and yes I work for an international company that youve all heard of. Anyway, Ive always been happier when I can produce something and offer it for sale than have to perform or something to get paid. So, I am working on my idea, if you want a hint, go to illwillpress.com. This idea goes back to my earliest roots in creativity and I hope I can pull something off, at least to the point where I can make as much money as I make now.
I cant believe at how much I want out of this job. I count this as 10 years wasted.
I cant believe at how much I want out of this job. I count this as 10 years wasted.