So as if the world wasn't considerate enough, I just got fired. My job should've been a cinch. An easy deal. A good alternative to spending time all alone. It really was something that I tried to value and yet it just went ahead and dissappeared below my nose. How lame is that? Not really the favourite out of all the things that I've spoken into existence but hey it's all the same to me, being that I just keep pushing and pushing and pushing. Don't you see? (Let alone read?) I have this inciting incident that has now affected me in a perverse manner. It is what it is. You kind of have to accept this type of thing. There's nothing really else that you can do in this situation. But keep pushing forward. That and resist telling your family about the random occurrence of being fired from a law firm. It's such a catch 22 in that instance. What a damn shame I say. But whatever we can do to last untill we make it big is really all we can make happen for ourselves. It is what it is what it is what it is what it is and WHATEVER THAT'S NOT EVEN A GOOD ENOUGH EXCUSE FOREVER. I HAVE TO GET MY LIFE TOGETHER OR I'M GOING TO DIE DEPENDENT AND BORED. AND WHO WANTS THAT TYPE OF EXPERIENCE WHEN WILD IN THE STREETS OF LOS ANGELES. There's got to be a better way of making life work out for one's self in this competitive workplace. What a strange place otherwise. You kind of have no choice but to go for what works for you invariably. I will have to be confident enough to go ahead and find solace in some technologically sound company of sorts. Otherwise it is just pointless. Everything is getting pointless. This is all feeling way too pointless. I had terrible dreams last night combined with the Earthquake. What s strange occurrence earlier. How dumb must we be to have to pursue a life needlessly of any sort of reward that we must pursue, surely? I feel bad that I can't be more than who I am right now. Except that wait no I can. I'm just losing blood out of my mind because things aren't working out so well for me. I feel really dumb but it's okay. It's going to be okay. It's all going to be okay. I have no choice but to really be moving somewhere that isn't repeating the same thing over and over and over and over again. I feel bad enough that I breathe out of my own esophagus. What other conclusion can there be for a dumbass like me? There's always encouraging things people can say to you but to what extent does it sound like garbage? I wonder ever so very sincerely. What else can we really do about these days that blend into night time so effortlessly? I hope that by losing my job I can utilise my freetime by posting more online written content. If that's the case, then I still have a long way to go in this week. Happy 4th.