| i hate idealism. |
[Jun. 26th, 2006|04:04 pm] |
so. i always thought it would be cute if i couldn't help but live my life happily & morally upright. turns out, that's how things are. i'm forced to work for companies whose products i support and in whose mission i strongly believe. this really sucks. i mean, after all those years of secretly writing and rewriting my enron job description, i discover THIS about myself? i'd always imagined myself, tucked into a corner somewhere, signing checks to pay for offshore slave labor. and i'd always coveted the position of anybody at newscorp. but now, look at me. i'm marketing ikea products and i feel like i'm telling society to fulfill emotional voids with superficial home decorations made in a dangerous factory (whose interests were represented by tom delay). i thought i wanted to spend the rest of my life marketing superficial replacements for human emotion! dammit! i was wrong. well, i guess that's that. i've got to go & throw out my halliburton shrine (and after all that labor i'd put into to making a miniature pacemaker for my miniature dick cheney!). |
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| hello |
[Jun. 24th, 2006|02:01 pm] |
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hello. nice to meet you. i hope you're doing well. |
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