I could care less that you say "I could care less."

Here's a little yahoo article I saw that I thought was pretty interesting. People that say "I could care less" is one of my biggest pet peeves. Enjoy!

http://shine.yahoo.com/channel/life/24-things-you-might-be-saying-wrong-2338028/

Back at it

I'm still thinking about what I am going to do. The cool weather with the cloudy skies has me thinking Fall and that time of year always puts me in a writing mood.
I did some writing today. I did a little work on a story I had started a while ago, back when I was trying to write a funny science fiction story. Although, I never found a strong market for funny sci-fi, I do think it would work in just sci-fi.
Of course, I haven't found a lot of markets for just humorous short stories, which sucks because it's the direction I always felt pulled in.
Anyway, the short story is about a guy who can't figure out where six weeks of his life went and the only person he has to help him figure it out is his not too intelligent best friend. They compile a list of possible explanations of what could have happened and try to rule out the possibilities one by one.
I don't have strong feelings about this story. I don't love it but I don't hate it. It just feels good to be writing again. I think it's a good place to start off.
Lets see if I can keep up the pace this time.

A Choice

I've been thinking a lot lately. I know that's unusual for me. And I've been thinking a lot about writing. I keep coming up with excuses of why I don't write much anymore. It's always time.
I constantly say I never have enough time.
Yet, I think back to when I was writing the most and it was when my life was full of taking care of people. I had so little spare time then but I still found time to write.
So what is really different now? Well I'm happy. And to be honest I really felt more motivated to write when my life was full of depressing things.
Is my happiness a reason not to write anymore? No, I still like to write. I still wake up with crazy story ideas. I love talking with people about writing. I just don't write as much as I need to.
And there is always going to be excuses. Sure there's the wedding planning right now but after that. Who knows? And there are so many people who juggle full-time jobs and families but they still find time to write.
I guess I'm at a cross roads now. Do I write for a living or do I write as a hobby? I think it's time for me to decide.
If I decide that I want to make being a professional writer my goal, then I need to commit. Otherwise, I need to find some profession that I can actually see myself doing for the rest of my life. Because the only thing in my life that I'm not happy with is my career. I have a job. I want more than that. I want something that makes me feel like I've actually done something with myself.
Now I just have to figure out what that is.

Too long

It's been way too long since I've posted. A lot has happened in the last few months.
I'm engaged, which is super exciting. Since then the wedding planning has been overwhelming. It almost feels like having a second job some days.

Speaking of jobs, I got a new one of those. Yes, that's four different positions with three different companies so far this year. I'm tired. Maybe it's because I didn't take a break from one job to the next or that the last few weeks at my old job kicked my butt.
I think the real truth is that I'm starting to realize that I keep going from job to job and I have yet to find a job I love. I know it's work and I'm not suppose to love it, but I think that's a lie. I've had jobs that I loved. I just need to find one again.
Don't get me wrong. I'm thankful to have a job and I don't hate the job I have. I just think that I really need to start figuring out what it is that I really want to do and find ways to achieve that.

And one final awesome thing, we got a new dog!

Currently reading: I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings by Maya Angelou