why "we're" all functional alcholics who don't give a shit?
IT'S IN THE NEW YORK TIMES!
Read this and stop feeling guilty about devoting your life to hedonistic nihilism: it's the only thing left to do!
Although I can't help but laugh at the thought of this mainstreamer bro being sad about not getting a "corprate job on the bottom rung of the ladder."
GIMME SOME LONE STAR.
Also, loved the last two posts. Mothersbro inspired in me some optimism. He "gets" it.
Showing posts with label work. Show all posts
Showing posts with label work. Show all posts
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Re: Crash and Burn
So what's a TOTALLY creative, complete renaissance girl Reagan's kid to do?
Well, you already answered your own question with that one. Go out and get laid anyway!
As your sister in living rent free/jobless/just tryna experience something real, grrrrl have I been there.
When criticism from the world at large (parents, other family members, clueless friends, etc) arises, I like to do two things: 1) look at their lives, and ask myself if that's something I aspire to, and 2) reach into my arsenal of humans who I do think lived badassedly ie the way I wish to live in general, and ask myself what they would think. More often than not, I think that they would be like, "fuck yeah. I never had a real job or a mortgage either!" If Allen Ginsberg ever walked up to me and was like, "what the hell are you doing? stop it!" I sure as shit would. Until then, I'm gonna keep believing that what I'm doing (or not doing) is ok because I'm ok with it.
Kinda just think that the world is full of people who just don't "get it" (as illustrated by the fact that the world is falling the fuck apart), so I'm not too quick to get down on one who decides to say "f that shit" and avoid the trappings of modern life at all costs.
Personally, I think your response of the creative realm being different is completely valid. The problem is that our dumb world places value on monies more that anything else so it's hard for people normalized by this culture to see the other things you've "earned" this year: an awesome portfolio, great experience and lots of contacts.
Maybe just in the interest of preserving your rent-free way of life for the time being, it would be worth having a sit down with the roommates and telling them your plans and your reasons for your life choices, internship, etc. All parents really want is their kids to have some idea of what they want to do, and surprisingly think that their kids are totally clueless. I've had SO many convos with my madre re: this topic, while I am FREAKING out because I can't do what I want to do and stress about "the future" ALL the time, while she's asking me if I ever think about "the future."
So yeah. You just gotta like do what you wanna do, while attempting to keep the roommates happy. Sucks that they don't understand the world, so you gotta do your best as a liason. Also, if you are interested in earning dollars, is there any after-school art program or something you could work at? Maybe not with li'ls, but high school kids could be fun.
(just read Dan Savage and am feeling all advice columny, apparently.)
Welp, I'm about to go to an interview for a barrista job! Hopefully my future co-workers will be 19 and hot.
Well, you already answered your own question with that one. Go out and get laid anyway!
As your sister in living rent free/jobless/just tryna experience something real, grrrrl have I been there.
When criticism from the world at large (parents, other family members, clueless friends, etc) arises, I like to do two things: 1) look at their lives, and ask myself if that's something I aspire to, and 2) reach into my arsenal of humans who I do think lived badassedly ie the way I wish to live in general, and ask myself what they would think. More often than not, I think that they would be like, "fuck yeah. I never had a real job or a mortgage either!" If Allen Ginsberg ever walked up to me and was like, "what the hell are you doing? stop it!" I sure as shit would. Until then, I'm gonna keep believing that what I'm doing (or not doing) is ok because I'm ok with it.
Kinda just think that the world is full of people who just don't "get it" (as illustrated by the fact that the world is falling the fuck apart), so I'm not too quick to get down on one who decides to say "f that shit" and avoid the trappings of modern life at all costs.
Personally, I think your response of the creative realm being different is completely valid. The problem is that our dumb world places value on monies more that anything else so it's hard for people normalized by this culture to see the other things you've "earned" this year: an awesome portfolio, great experience and lots of contacts.
Maybe just in the interest of preserving your rent-free way of life for the time being, it would be worth having a sit down with the roommates and telling them your plans and your reasons for your life choices, internship, etc. All parents really want is their kids to have some idea of what they want to do, and surprisingly think that their kids are totally clueless. I've had SO many convos with my madre re: this topic, while I am FREAKING out because I can't do what I want to do and stress about "the future" ALL the time, while she's asking me if I ever think about "the future."
So yeah. You just gotta like do what you wanna do, while attempting to keep the roommates happy. Sucks that they don't understand the world, so you gotta do your best as a liason. Also, if you are interested in earning dollars, is there any after-school art program or something you could work at? Maybe not with li'ls, but high school kids could be fun.
(just read Dan Savage and am feeling all advice columny, apparently.)
Welp, I'm about to go to an interview for a barrista job! Hopefully my future co-workers will be 19 and hot.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
ELbrOs
Girl.
so I'm sitting at work right now and pretty excited that this gives me something else to do with my semi-miserable existence as willing-by-default component of the lumbering beast that is modern capitalism... just had a meeting with my "boss" about "work" and I can barely keep a straight face while pretending like I do anything other than set up blogs and play facebook scrabble. But it's ok because I like to think I get paid to read blogs like this one and write blogs like this one. Via getting paid for being me.
So my boss, who we'll call "Dennis," because that's his name, is one of those guys who "majored in doing nothing besides getting a job with a company that will pay him mediocre wages for just the cost of his existence" is now working at my "non-profit that isn't really a non-profit" and thinks he's "doing good." He also is the kind of guy that still follows the football team of his big ten university and refers to the team as "we" and "us." I will probably get fired for writing this, if there is anything good and true in the world. So I spend all day "working on my book" and using the color printer for my own purposes and I'm just like "Um, Dennis, tryna experience something real over here" and he's like, "oh, ok, that's cool. Thanks for all your help and really being a valuable part of the team."
Meanwhile trying to kick the sauce to no avail... wish we were still in the rabbit hole drowning in PBR.
Still think we should/can get paid for being us.
w/b/s
LOLZZZZ!!!!111
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