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Published: December 1st 2005
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Hello all...
It's the middle of the night and almost everyone I know in NY is sleeping. That dam WORK thing always getting in the way of staying up late. I was thinking about sleeping...but who has the time, 8 hours left so I figured what better time than now to write my first Blog entry. Hope all of you read this sitting at your desks, having a cup of coffee, reminding yourselves of why it is you go to sleep early everyday just to make sure your not late for that great view of the inside of your cubicle/office/desk. Maybe I will cheer up your morning.
Just remeber you too can quit your JOB, and go to other side of the planet. Start saving now, and one day soon your boss will piss you off for the last time. You'll wake up, have a moment of clarity, and the scheming will begin. Then like most other Americans your capitalist side will kick in you'll remeber the rent/mortgage, car payment and you'll get sucked right back in to the daily grind. For some strange reason we think it's ok to work 50-70 hours a week, for some ungrateful monster of a company, well it's NOT. I know most people reading this blog will continue to make that daily commute, hopefully atleast somebody I know breaks-out, and sticks up their middle finger while their walking out the door.
I look forward to the day when one of my friends comes to me and says...dude, I quit my job and I'm traveling the world, then I'll know what all of you felt like when I pulled this nonsense.
By the way, it's been a great last month in NYC, the Halloween party was EPIC. And it's been great hanging-out with everyone extra often. You all made leaving that much harder.
PS...please remember that most of you will be reading this at
WORK while me, Brian, Bryan are sitting on a plane on the way to
FIJI. Just thought I'd rub that in!!!
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Phil
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I hate you
Woke up late. My dry-cleaning wasn't ready last night, so I had to iron a shirt...Ironed a crease into it. Stuffed into the 4 train like a sardine, almost run over by a fucking cabbie crossing the street....and I come in and read this blog. Congrats on doing what alot of us want to do. At least I can live vicariously through your blogs.