Hell's Bell's... Ringing, Ringing, Ringing

So it's been for-freaking-ever since I've posted or even checked this damn thing. Now far too enamorate of "myspace" to do any good (www.blog.myspace.com/eakthemonkey) blogging on multiple places.

Plus I'm kind of lame, anyway.

I no longer want a sugar daddy, but I did go fishing. And even caught one. And had thumb surgery. And two months off work. Which helped me realize I fucking loathe working here. Most of the time. There are perks (quick internet access) and pluses (close proximity to Rasputin's and Target and PetSmart) but mostly this shit is just depressing.

De. Press. Ing.

As a former idealist, this was just about the worst place to get a job if I had any desire to reinvigorate the idealism.

Maybe I wouldn't mind so much if everyone cared more.

Maybe I would.

Who knows.

Maybe I'm just sick of lawyers who get paid lots of money and don't do shit.

And hypocrites.

Lord.

I can't believe I'm back at work. It is still slightly surreal... like if I woke up and had to go to hell one day.