im gettin cozy in here. while no one can see this I will probably use this as a lil diary for the day. I wish I was less vengeful and pessemistic. Its a side of me that I try not to show, but I think if you really pay attention you can see it in me. i think getting out of the place that causes me this much grief is a good start. working at a museum with actual rules and policies will be a new frontier for me, but ultimately necessary. I feel stagnant at my current position. I can get applause from a room full of people, accolades from the fucking ceo, and yet I headbutt with management all day over everything. Why do I even care? Who gives a fuck about a ceo? Probably because of my instinctual drive to "succeed" that just came out of nowhere. I recognize there is very little I can do to bring about the end of the consumerist era. I will always be working within the machine. So, i might as well learn how it works so I can make operating the machine a huge pain in the ass for the people who benefit from it.