Another year has ended and what have I done? ok ok .. wahh,, It really has not been that bad.. It's just as year goes by I feel that I may live in the city where I grew up and that sort of bothers me. I know that everyone complains about their town but things just keep kinda of falling in place here and that scares me.. what if I never leave here? I'll wake up and i'll be 50.. Shit.. I'm entering my 27th year. In less than a quater of a century I'll be 50.. My parents are 55 and 56 and they hate life. Wow sitting down to write in the SG journal just made me aware of things.. I'm a real slacker.. 
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Then, after a year and a bit of wallpapering with the old resume, I got offered two really cool gigs (both in different cities, and both of which I took) and it's been a thrill ride since.
My brother offered me some fantastic career and life advice once after he landed his real career-style gig. I may blunder the recap a bit, but it was effectively this:
Go and get a construction gig on the west coast. Get bored of that. Lose all your possessions - again - in a house fire. Then move back to your home province/state and do some freelance writing. Then wait till somebody hires you to be a television producer.
The idea, I think, is that weird shit just comes up, and it's just a matter of being receptive and riding the interesting currents. It worked out for him, it worked out for me, and tonight I'll toast it happening for you and LaDolceVita in 2004.
Cheers, mate!