Bored of waiting

I'm over-tweeting. Replying to 3rd party comments on Facebook offering free advice on how to navigate City Hall and get information. I'm commenting on Twitter on nearly everything I see, whether invited or not...though figure if you're following me, you want to know?

I'm listening to the new NoFX and once again feeling like as hard as it is, speaking out, poking fun of society, even going as far as to suggest that I'd eat babies (that's really just to say something to a certain overly-sappy friend that I seem to have lost though not really just figuratively to adulthood) Fuck it. lol...I like swimming against the grain. I like challenging people's assumptions. Running uphill seems more natural.

I'm an intellectual snob but I'd never pretend to know everything and most often its simply fun to stir it up with those who pretend they do know everything. People who's perspective is contained to their own anal orifice...yep, you got your head up your ass! (not you if you're reading this since you clearly have an appreciation for the finer things in life!)

I poke fun of things so much though I'm not even sure where I stand. Ha. In fact, I'm not even sure of that last statement. Maybe I know exactly what I'm doing. Maybe I'm just a contrarian? Why doesn't spell check approve contrarian? I hate that - it's a word and I'm pretty damn sure I've spelled it right and used it correctly.

I am pretty confident that I am poised to get a new job with a specific employer at a place I'd really enjoy doing work that I'm passionate about. It's been on the table and in discussion for months and I took other offers since they were, well, offered. This job would be like playing in a sandbox I think. Remember...two significant 100 percent marks in my elementary school record...Australia and Transportation. I won't say which this is related to but throw a shrimp on the barbie (cause I'll be able to afford a Foster's!)

I'm thinking of pursuing creative writing. It's been said too often by too many people that everyone has a book in them. I'm not sure that's true of many people but I'm pretty sure I could pen something quite interesting, given the twists and turns of my own life. I'm also sure that penning some not-so-fictitious fiction would be quite therapeutic. Who knows...I might produce the equivalent of 10 monkeys typing for 10 days but on the other hand, it could simply be a fun process. At any rate, I do enjoy writing (when I have the patience and inspiration) so yeah, glad I worked that out.

Well there you go. The rest of my thoughts, as always, are scattered through Twitter and Facebook. Time for coffee I think.