The weirdest thing happened to me the other week before Christmas and I didn't know what to do. Things like this can't just be blurted out, at least, that's my perspective on it. I came to the realization that the meaning of life is that there is no meaning. I don't remember how I came to that realization but just what the buddhist hint at how enlightenment happens. I'm reminded of the movie Forrest Gump and how a man with such a simple life could do such wonderful things. It's inspirational and terrifying at the same time. I don't know where I'm going or what I'm going to do but it's going to happen whether I like it or not. But if my present course in life is a representation of what life will be like in the future then I certainly can't make any predictions at all.

I work at Krogers and needless to say it's not that bad. It's a hell of a lot better than Ingles in many ways. I just wish my wrist didn't hurt like a son of a bitch so I could enjoy my work.

I've been jobless for the past two weeks and it's starting to get old. I can't wait for the wait to be over.