Fuck this, I'm going to have a rant
I'm not entirely sure how long this is going to be, so I will apologise for length before this is written. If you have a short attention span, well it's not my fucking problem now, is it?

Right. I realise I have a shitload of advantages going for me in life at the moment. My parents are sane, I'm living in a good place, and my work is ideally placed. I have everything I need practically on my doorstep. I have supportive friends, and I earn a wage which means I can pay my bills. Hell, even my boss is top notch. It looks like it is going to be a good year ahead for me, what with going to various gigs (Blur, Oasis, Fatboy Slim- yes, I like some mainstream music. If you don't like it, go take a running jump into a vat of boiling acid), and the opportunity to meet what looks like a very interesting and cool bunch of people come April.

However, I increasingly find myself wondering about what would happen if I was to leave it all. Just to pack a bag and up sticks into the hills somewhere and leave it all behind. All the bullshit, all the fakeness, all the doom and gloom we see daily on the screen. Frankly, I can't be arsed watching the news anymore, and what passes for popular culture at the moment leaves me not so much cold as frigid.

Would anyone notice if I were to leave? Would it cosmically speaking matter if I chose to drop out? I mean I know people care about me on some level, but I do sometimes wonder about the motivation.

Reading all of the above back, I suspect I may be suffering from a case of boredom on a galactic level. Either that or I'm on another depressive slide. Who knows? I mean, I'm 26, and I'm bored.

Ah fuck it. I'm off to get pissed.

Laters.
( jim_bob can herd cats., Wed 11 Mar 2009, 17:06, 12 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

Sounds to me
like you need to get LAID.
( Noeli overtheshoulderboulderholderthingstraplatchboobs, Wed 11 Mar 2009, 17:16, Reply)

^seconded
then get stoned and listen to some good music.
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Wed 11 Mar 2009, 17:19, Reply)

Or all three.
That'd be cool. And some good chocolate. And Monster Munch.
( Noeli overtheshoulderboulderholderthingstraplatchboobs, Wed 11 Mar 2009, 17:29, Reply)

I beg to differ
Get stoned whilst getting laid to good music!
As I see it, a plan with no drawbacks.
(Captain Placid 24/7 ball gags, brownie mix and clown porn, Wed 11 Mar 2009, 17:30, Reply)

Try it for a week and see what you think
Don't watch tv, use the net, listen to the radio or use a phone. I did it a few years ago and it was lovely :)
( fuck shit up the best you never had, Wed 11 Mar 2009, 17:31, Reply)

You're having an ELC.
It's in all the magazines.

Early life crisis.

It will pass.
( girlinthehole, Wed 11 Mar 2009, 18:34, Reply)

I'm surprised...
That no-one has said this.

MAN THE FUCK UP!

Tee hee
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Wed 11 Mar 2009, 19:11, Reply)

AA
I was tempted, but that's so February.
( Noeli overtheshoulderboulderholderthingstraplatchboobs, Wed 11 Mar 2009, 19:14, Reply)

Haha
Fair Enough!
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Thu 12 Mar 2009, 8:33, Reply)

I always think of emmigrating somewhere
Doubt I'll ever bother though. Too lazy.

However that programme on Sunday nights on BBC2 is cracking - Monty Halls' Great Escape.

He basically quit his job in the city to escape to the remote parts on the West Coast of Scotland, where he lives in a bothy by the beach without (much) electricity. It's a great show though.
( whenanimalsattackhumans clad in global hypercolour, Thu 12 Mar 2009, 9:44, Reply)

Don't Take My Advice
.
I've packed my life in and reinvented myself quite a few times.

I didn't make my first really decent money until my early thirties. I was fairly well off during my thirties. Then I managed to get almost wealthy by the age 40 - almost worth a million. A bad marriage wiped that little lot out.

During my forties I again built up a decent living and then chucked it all in to emigrate to Oz to be with the girl I love.

Now, I'm looking like becoming seriously minted again. I've a meeting tomorrow with the Great and The Good and, if it goes well, the gravy train will have arrived again.

At 26 I didn't have the sense of a dog.

Give it up, pack it in, chase the dream for a while. If nothing else it'll change who you are forever. The new you might be better or worse than your current self but, at the least, it'll give you some decent stories for QOTW.

It's never too late, or too early, to live a little dangerously. I'd hate to be lying on my deathbed thinking:

"I wish I'd done xxxxxxx"

Life's too short. Seize the day.

Cheers
( Legless Mister Stabby - shanks for the memory, Thu 12 Mar 2009, 10:53, Reply)

'At least it'll give you decent stories for QOTW'
should be everyone's justification for everything, ever.
( Noeli overtheshoulderboulderholderthingstraplatchboobs, Thu 12 Mar 2009, 11:22, Reply)