Ugh, mor...

Ugh, morning. My trip to NJ went well, boring but well. I went to this little tiny place that is tucked in this valley. Beautiful, truly beautiful. It was odd because I got to go to New York City too. I have been there many times, though I never had the great urge to go to the World Trade Center. Now it was all I could think about. You can not get that close to the sight. But you can still see and smell the smoke. The people were different too, or maybe we are all a little different. I could hope. The worst part about my trip was my boss. God the man has no clue what kind of an asshole he really is. He is way beyond the Arrogant Asshole Association. I was supposed to have today off, but no he needs me to come in. I truly feel like Peter from Office Space. Anyone know about hypnosis? A little over a year though before I can walk away. What a happy day that will be. I love the idea of job security but I think it will really do me some good to break away and try something new.I need to find an artistic hobby. I want to feel like I produce (or attempt it anyway) something of value. When I was a kid I had a lot of promise as an artist, I just never really thought about becoming one. I always thought more about becoming a politician. I remember this pin that a friend of mine gave me in eighth grade or so, "Currently seeking a country to rule." I think that if I ever run for president I will have that pin in my jacket pocket as a good luck charm. Time for me to stop rambling and go take a shower, work calls.