pre-BD post

I have just written and erased a pretty good, whimsical post on age-ing and my upcoming 29th b-day, but it felt repetitive and tired and whiny so I discarded it. This year is going to be a landmark year, both professionally and personally, and I will not whine or complain or post rant-filled blogs about better days. (And if I do remind me of this post). I will be less sarcastic, less pessimistic, more open minded, most positive, and probably more boring as well. But hey, I think it's a fairly decent trade.

Now the question becomes...what the fuck is there to write about??

Have a great week all!!

cheers....

On the up...

Work is going well. I am again the toast of the office, and it's like the disappointed looks and thinly-veiled warnings I was receiving just 8 weeks ago are a thing of the past. Not to be immodest, but over the last 2 months I have outpaced every other single executive in North America in terms of revenue generated for the company. And I have done it through sheer hard work and persistence, which makes the sweet that much sweeter.

It's funny how fortunes can change so quickly - and I am not taking it for granted nor do I have any delusions that this will be the norm, but I am enjoying my time in the spotlight. I think there is a lesson here somewhere, for anyone struggling or not feeling comfortable with their position in life: be positive, be persistent and work hard to accomplish your goals. If you do that, nothing can stand in your way. (Can you tell I am listening to Tony Robbins on my iPod??)

cheers.

happy 2008.

Well it has been about 3 weeks since my last post, and while I have quite a bit to catch up on, it will have to wait. Reason: no furniture nor desk, making blog-writing a slight pain in the back, neck and ass. Nevertheless, it's an interesting time. I am now living 10 mins away from work, door to door, as opposed to an hour. I cannot tell you how incredible that is, though now that I am cooking the extra hour I save is usually usurped by the act of cutting vegetables and tossing a piece of raw meat into my mini-grill (fantastic).

More importantly, this move has given me the opportunity to go out every single night if I want to and get sloshed without the worry of getting my ass back home. So it might facilitate my becoming an alcoholic. As they say: c'est la vie.