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Life Is Too Short To Be Thinking "Life Is too short..."

2 shots of Jameson and feeling fine. I deserve it in many ways I guess. And I guess it takes 2 shots of Jameson on the rocks to fuel my fingertips to race on my keyboard and type a few lines of the days that have kept me away.

So the days that kept me away are summarized by one thing and that is a new promotion brings more responsibility at work. What would happen if we could take complete control of our lives, how and when we work instead of working for the man, our own ways of life...? What if there was no such thing as money and each individual just worked to provide a service or need to others- there is no rich and no poor, no employed and unemployed, no bitch and no Mr. Nice Guy, and we are all the same? What am I trying to say? I don't know. Jameson is a crazy animal that makes my mind run. Anyway, I don't know why I work so hard or too much.

There is no amount of money that can buy the time that I waste away being the best that I can be. They say money makes the world go round, but while I work to make money, the world keeps turning and I miss everything it holds. I may be one of the very few, but for me it's not money that makes my own world go round... I can sincerely say its always been about making my name in the world to impact the lives of others and in some ways make their own worlds go round. I'm not trying to pull some impressive bullshit out my ass, its just how I am. I take pride in what I do and if I can stamp my name on it, that makes it worthwhile. Money has always been secondary to the reason why I work. I work to prove something.

Why should I be happy about my promotion. Yes, i like to shine... that's what I tell myself I'm best at and where I can find some satisfaction. But trying to outshine others comes with a price and a big bite into pumping money into the world of big corporations.

Two hours a day on the road going to and from the office that sustains my life, but an office I don't live for. Cool! Gas prices are finally going down again. Here you go Shell. How've you been since I saw you two days ago? Here's my $40.

Its rather unfortunate but Starbucks is now my haven of caffeine since Peets is nowhere to be found near the new workplace. Starbucks, you overhyped coffee corporation you! I am making you rich with my daily dose of grande americanos three times a day to fuel my body. Ahhh...! Coffee! Hats off to you too Marlboro man! The two of you make the perfect combination! You should be united in wedded bliss! By the way, in my opinion, saying tall, grande, or venti instead of small, medium, or large to express a paper cup size sounds like some fake, wannabe fancy bullshit. I never liked it. Hey Starbucks, are you too great to serve your stuff in small, medium and large? That's like trying to throw shit up on the wall, and with me, that shit isn't sticking.

I don't have time to eat hearty meals like I used to. If I have the time, I never have much of an appetite. I have lost 8 pounds in three weeks- a dream come true for any Nicole Ritchie fan in high school is a place of concern for a grown man. Must I go to Nordstroms to buy new slacks and belts? I'm down to the tightest notch on my belts and my flat front slacks are starting to ruffle up. Maybe this is good for me. Ronald McDonald, you are one of the few on the losing end of my climb. I don't care how bad it is; Once you deep fry your apple pies and start serving up some McRibs, I may be tempted to return for another taste. Just don't put tall, grande or venti fries on the menu.

Blackberry, why are you too reliable and quick? Why can't your mail servers crash for a weekend? I can't live without you, but let me try to live without you for even a few days. You keep me on a leash. You never let me use the excuse "I didn't know... I never received that e-mail.".

Do I live to work or work to live? Work has taken over life but the few moments that I've escaped gives me a feeling of electrictiy running through my veins. I appreciate weekends more now. Instead of sleeping in I try to make the most of my time. I've gotten used to not sleeping much. I buy my time from the urge to sleep in and it is well worth it. I actually feel more alive. I know I need sleep. It sounds stupid but I think that there is so much in life that sleep can take away from it.

Whoever said that life is too short doesn't know what he's talking about; Whoever said that life is too short actually has too much time in life that he can think such things! Life is shorter than what? What is longer than life itself? I challenge anyone to tell me what in your lifetime can you experience that is longer than your very existence. My challenge doesn't even make sense! What I can say though is that being young and able is too short. Enjoy that. Time is hard to manage and chance is hard to come up on, but once you have a grasp of time and lady luck is on your side, then you start living. We'll all have time to sleep when we're old and gray... and by that time, if you really lived your life, you can just sigh, smile, giggle and feel memories with your eyes closed and your soul open.

Now I'm not an old man saying that I've conquered the meaning of life, but when you're 27 and realize that you work too much, you take one step closer realizing that you need to live more.

Why am I writing about what in life is short? Life is not short but you can waste it. I have wasted my time, and if you have read this, I apologize for wasting yours.

I feel like I'm preaching now.

This post is too heavy.

I'll stop.

I'm drunk.

I'm out.