I really don't like to do a whole lot. If I can, I enjoy sitting on my ass playing games, like NHL Hitz 03 or GT4 or sitting on the internet getting smarter, and sometimes dumber.... That's about all I do when I'm not at work.
I don't get why people, who have the choice, will put so much on their plate and then wonder why they choked when they're trying to swallow.
I have a good friend, we've known each other all our lives. He goes to church twice (or maybe three times, I dunno) through the week. He just started more college courses for youth pastoring or something like that, and he works an odd ball job for a low wage where they keep shuffling his schedule. Since it's a 24 hour store, he sometimes works 12-8am, sometimes 2-10pm His schedule is so out of wack.
He IM'd me eariler today saying "my poor car." I had that sinking gut feeling like oooh shit...
He proceeds to tell me that he fell asleep on his way TO WORK and swerved into the guardrail on US 930 in New Haven. He seriously fucked up his car. There's a scrape the whole line of the passenger side, there's four dents, two in the front fender and 2 that I saw in the quarter panel by the wheel wells.
My question, obviously, is why do people do this to themselves? I know I worked three jobs and when it got to be too much for too little, (shitty managers, lack of sleep even though I'm used to it, and shit for pay) I gave it up. I don't need to be getting hit because I'm groggy or hitting something because I'm too tired.
I want to send myself to the grave doing something I want, like say... having a heartattack during sex, not hitting a truck head on because I dozed off at 12 am going to work.
I don't get why people, who have the choice, will put so much on their plate and then wonder why they choked when they're trying to swallow.
I have a good friend, we've known each other all our lives. He goes to church twice (or maybe three times, I dunno) through the week. He just started more college courses for youth pastoring or something like that, and he works an odd ball job for a low wage where they keep shuffling his schedule. Since it's a 24 hour store, he sometimes works 12-8am, sometimes 2-10pm His schedule is so out of wack.
He IM'd me eariler today saying "my poor car." I had that sinking gut feeling like oooh shit...
He proceeds to tell me that he fell asleep on his way TO WORK and swerved into the guardrail on US 930 in New Haven. He seriously fucked up his car. There's a scrape the whole line of the passenger side, there's four dents, two in the front fender and 2 that I saw in the quarter panel by the wheel wells.
My question, obviously, is why do people do this to themselves? I know I worked three jobs and when it got to be too much for too little, (shitty managers, lack of sleep even though I'm used to it, and shit for pay) I gave it up. I don't need to be getting hit because I'm groggy or hitting something because I'm too tired.
I want to send myself to the grave doing something I want, like say... having a heartattack during sex, not hitting a truck head on because I dozed off at 12 am going to work.
