Recently, Jen got fired. Yup… fired. Who knows why really… could have been several reasons.

Regardless, that was a big hit to our stability – add to that taxes, my freelancing has dwindled, and I just paid my quarterly taxes… this leaves us on shaky ground for now and I’m not sure what or how I can support us both. She and I both have money saved up but it can’t last forever and at some point there’s that chance we’d lose the apartment, have to move in somewhere… and just… be fucked.

Yet through it all, I still find myself giving a few pennies, some change, sometimes buying a thing of OJ for some person who is begging for money on the street outside of a deli. So… I don’t know what to make of myself.

Some of those quotes and what not that talk about good living, good life, eight way path, and on and on talk about wealth not in terms of money but in terms of what you do to make your society better, make those around you feel loved, etc – yet everywhere you turn people are talking about jobs, careers, money money money, business business….

I have to say, I can’t stand anyone who defines who they are by their job. That’s sad, pathetic, and so one-dimensional… most of the people I’ve met who primarily talk about their jobs, interact with only people in their industry, and only do social things with a network of fellow colleagues have tended to have the following from what I’ve seen:

1: shitty marriages where they rarely participate in anything as a couple or family
2: single and constantly dating/single in a sick cycle
3: boast about other things like buying a new cellphone, laptop, car
4: don’t often seem to get to just BE
5: seem to not have childhood friends that they still hang out with regularly
6: seem to not understand the importance of a hobby that isn’t somehow related to their job

So there’s my rant for today.