Let's talk.
That's what Bell is suggesting we do today. Unfortunately I'm not with Bell for my cellphone (unfortunately for today). While I strongly dislike their service of the customer variety, I have to say that I do respect what they're doing for mental health today.
Everytime you tweet with the hashtag #BellLetsTalk, 5¢ is donated to mental health initiatives.
Everytime you send a text today under the Bell network, they'll donate 5¢ to mental health initiatives.
Everytime you share the designated photo on Facebook, they'll donate 5¢ to mental health initiatives.
So come on, people of Bell, support those of us who fight the fight of mental illness daily, text, share, and tweet your asses off today!
Tuesday, January 28, 2014
Sunday, January 26, 2014
Something Needs to Change
I came across a video recently, and knowing me, I'm not a very serious person, in the sense that I laugh about many a thing.
This, however, may have made me tear up. Possibly.
It's a good video, it opened my eyes to something I was completely unaware of.
I hope it does the same for all of you, as well.
http://vimeo.com/25563376
This, however, may have made me tear up. Possibly.
It's a good video, it opened my eyes to something I was completely unaware of.
I hope it does the same for all of you, as well.
http://vimeo.com/25563376
Saturday, January 25, 2014
After a Long Hiatus
What's the best way to reintroduce myself to writing after a long hiatus?
Hot damn. I'm at a loss here.
I have no clue.
I suppose all I can do is continue on like nothing had happened?
Yes. Let's do that.
So I'm a job jumper. Big time. I can only ever seem to last at a job for a couple months before everything there causes me to rip my hair out.
Such is still the case.
Every job begins the same. Big, wide eyes, eager to learn, happy to help anybody who needs it.
Then time passes.
People aren't so giving. Giving you their shitty shifts, and not covering any of yours.
You like them a little less.
You start to think, "Keep it coming, asshole. Keep on it"
Sure enough, they do. Your liking of them continues to wane more and more. Soon you find yourself wanting to punch all of them until their face is a fine, fine pulp.
I find myself in such situations often, and I'm finding it again now.
Time to search for another job.
I need to create my own job. Something someone else can pay me for, but it panders to all of my insane little pet peeves.
Fuck, what a life that would be, eh? Anyone care to join me in it?
Hot damn. I'm at a loss here.
I have no clue.
I suppose all I can do is continue on like nothing had happened?
Yes. Let's do that.
So I'm a job jumper. Big time. I can only ever seem to last at a job for a couple months before everything there causes me to rip my hair out.
Such is still the case.
Every job begins the same. Big, wide eyes, eager to learn, happy to help anybody who needs it.
Then time passes.
People aren't so giving. Giving you their shitty shifts, and not covering any of yours.
You like them a little less.
You start to think, "Keep it coming, asshole. Keep on it"
Sure enough, they do. Your liking of them continues to wane more and more. Soon you find yourself wanting to punch all of them until their face is a fine, fine pulp.
I find myself in such situations often, and I'm finding it again now.
Time to search for another job.
I need to create my own job. Something someone else can pay me for, but it panders to all of my insane little pet peeves.
Fuck, what a life that would be, eh? Anyone care to join me in it?
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