February 10, 2003
By the time your biggest problem resolves itself, you'll be under some new shadow that looks like the end of the world. You'll never get to properly celebrate the resolution; rather, your intestines will already be knotted up about some more current evidence that your undoing is nigh. Our problems ain't shit (at least not the bulk of them), and it's a shame we don't recognize their silliness. I bear this in mind as I look for work. I need money. What I want to do with my life and what I will do for a check are different worlds.