Winning

my baby has a face

So I finally quit.
Which leads me to - unemployment, malaise and mounting doubts/debts.

I do however, have a new macbookpro
which leads me to - a higher sense of purpose (it's true), increased levels of productivity
and
more non-money-generating i.e. 'artistic' nonsense.

It's okay,
the manic, obnoxious side constantly tells me I'm lying wait for something awesome,
And being a freaking rockstar from Mars and all, I guess it's true -
the universe conspires with you and all that cal,
well the universe is wrapped around my finger
and quantum physics is me deciding what falls where and for who;
and that job, those killer briefs, them awards
are just raring to reach me

quiver, quaver and quake babies,
momma's coming!


but maybe it's just Charlie Sheen talking.