With no social life to speak of I end up once again here on Open Salon doing another blog post for no real reason in particular.

 I have managed to get a job, which I actually enjoy doing. It's working at a UPS Store franchise and the reality of the job is best compared to working at the Post Office and Kinkos at the same time. It's part-time but I pick up a lot of hours by just keepig myself available for work even on my days off and waking up early even when I'm not going in until mid-afternoon.

The entire experience of being unemployed for the larger part of two years has really just made me realize that in no uncertain terms is it all about money in this world. Whatever ideals you bring to the table with you the hard fact of are you yes or are you no producing income will eventually crush you, unless of course you have that silver spoon thing going for you. 

Much of my most recent troubles, in retrospection, stem from my feelings about having my friends and family pay my way for everyday expenses. That situation was causing me a lot of stress and in what seems like the snap of a finger it's over.

What for me is the most important thing in getting into a new work environment is the quality of your co-workers. Other factors are extremely important of course but one of my great elations is that the people I work with are all friendly folks to be working with. Apparently I am the shit, or so everyone tries to tell me in there in regard to picking up the job with no prior experience whatsoever. What they don't know is that I'm that I have some serious crushing going on with one of my female co-workers. Then again I might not be giving the dudes enough credit for sniffing me out. Either way that is all very comical to me because I just can't help but act like an idiot in front of her, because I'm so damn into her.

I spend a lot of time thinking about the process of retreating into ourselves lately. How exactly it happens and why. For me it's always been about love, and more to the point not getting the kind of love I wanted out of a person. The most common solution I hear from others is the "let go" mantra, but that never worked for me. I just change drives from one thing to another. Now it's all about me instead of all about her, and for the first time in as long as I can remember I am perfectly okay with that.

My father is still undergoing chemotherapy and in an interesting twist is using medical marijuana to ease the symptoms but keeping it from me. I've always been the type to happily play along with everyone's little games they want to play, so I feign ignorance over the matter. His condition is good and the doctors say the chemo is working so that's another good note  to add to this ramble.

Fin.