What I saw walking home from work today

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TOW: You, 2.0

I have been doing a lot of thinking this week, and most of that thinking revolves around the fact that I am remembering all the things that I used to do, which I enjoyed. You know, like just doing silly things, passing the time, watching internet tv, being crazy, all the sort of things. Mainly, just things that I thought...made me...me.

And it makes me wonder, what happened to that first Brennan, Brennan 1.0? I mean, where did I lose the person I like to be, and started becoming the kind of person, quite frankly, I really hate?

I am going to take you back in time, about eight months ago, to the...RECESSION. *DUN DUN DUN.*


It was a dark time in my life.


And there were a lot of bad things happening (Why do bad things always happen to me between February and May? I have no idea.) and really, it just couldn't get much worse unless I was out on the street, begging for change.

My social life was terrible, I was in a bad situation with work, social life, living in crack-den central and just not enjoying life. Shortly put, I was living the working-class dream. All I was missing was some Bryllcreem and suspenders and I could have been the lead character in an Arthur Miller novel.


Anyways, school started, and instead of working, and repeating the same tasks over and over again, I was learning. And learning something I actually wanted to learn, as opposed to just...learning what one type of bread was called. You know, so I could bag it. Fun.

And now that I am focused not only on learning, but on, you know, enjoying my life again, I feel kind of liberated. Because I kept thinking I was supposed to be this kind of person...you know, adult-like, career-oriented, very focused on the future, always going places and meeting people and doing things, and looking special and being a big deal. (This is what living in a big city does to you. Sigh.) In short, I thought I was supposed to have a boring life.

So, I guess the point is, that 'Me' 2.0, is more like the me I-used-to-be, versus the me-I-was-trying-to-be...I just finally got out of the way of myself.

What I have realized, is the thing that I liked about me in the past, is that my life IS EXCITING, and I like BEING excited about it. And, I had just been missing out on my own excitement, and the doldrums had just gotten to me so hard, that I thought I, really, couldn't have fun anymore. And that I could do the things I loved, and still love them. Who cares what other people think, I should just be me.

And so should you. You, the 'you' you like to be.

VOW: The Dark Knight Meets Superman Part 2

Unfortunately, I can't embed this, but this is QUITE funny, although there is a bit of swearing, but enjoy.

TOW: You can take this job and...

Yes, my employment at *unamed grocery store* has ended. (See ultra-realistic cartoon below for a possible explanation!) And I'm so happy about it. Really.

And why is that? It's because I couldn't have soaked up more negativity from that place if I tried. Between the weekly dramas of people disliking person A, and then moving onto person B when they get bored of disliking person A. And while everyone I know says, "Why don't you just keep it for the cash?" I am reminded of the time I invited my friend Hope to help out with my old youth group job for a night, because she said, "Brennan, they're kids. It can't be that bad."

Her statement at the end of the night was, "Get me OUT OF HERE! I can't handle these kids!"

Well, so much for being a kid-person. Eh heh.

And it was much the same with grocery job. I was killing myself for a few extra bucks a month. And it was killing my sleep and eating patterns. And I was always rushing from place to place like the bloody White Rabbit, constantly yelling, "I'm late! I'm late!"

So, I've really thought about it (along with some, ahem, thought-provoking incidents) and have suspended myself from working there. And, really, it's for the best. Because I have realized, that all that negativity was starting to rub off on me.

I was starting to talking like my boss to the younger employees. The feeling of extreme oppression was starting to eat away at me. While I like working hard, and I like being around people, I don't believe in the product they were selling, and all they did was jerk me around for months about my schedule, call me in the middle of the day, and harass about me leaving at 11:00 or 11:01 at night. Yes. That's right. I was constantly being harassed for being even one minute later than I should have been, whether it was busy or whether the store was dead.

Heaven help anybody who feels as trapped as I did. =/

When I compare it to the good places I've worked, the jobs I've enjoyed, I realize that jobs are like dating. They rub off on you and eventually become part of your personality. Being in an emotionally abusive job is just like being in an emotionally abusive relationship. It needs to end. And even if you're free-falling--the truth is that you're a human being. And you can certainly find someone, somewhere, somehow, that will pay you what you're worth, and treat you with respect. And someday, you're knight in shining armour or your princess will fall out of the sky and you'll ride of into the sunset, ad nauseum.

It can be that good, and I'm starting to be the kinda Brennan I wanna be again. And here's to being the you you wanna be, minus the emotional job abuse.

Cleanin' up the Bakery

This story is only 95 per cent true. Some of it is made up.

Except for the part where I quit. Eh heh.

Why Geeks Make Good Lovers


It's a good post, it will tell you everything you need to know about me. =)\


Happy Valentine's Day!

Too tired

Hey guys, I have stuff to post, but it'll have to wait until tomorrow, since I have my family day time to do that. =)

Until then, here's a pic of my friends Faraz and Derek! We had a great time on Friday! Out till 3am! Crazy!

TOW: Shaddup

You know, I know what people say about me. Eh heh. I talk too much.

I do.

I know.


But, you know, it's not all I do. I also listen, as well. Because, you know, I like having good conversations, and I just like talking to people in general, and talking about what matters to people, what they like, what they don't like, etc. I like having conversations, and meeting new people and trying new things. This is interesting to me.

It has only recently come to my attention that there are some people, no, most people, don't like this. There is a 'cap' on how much good conversation they can have. Even if it's good, some people can only listen so much. Sometimes I get like this, as well, but usually it's only if I get distracted.

I know I get distracted a lot as well. You don't have to tell me.

And all of this revelation has got me thinking, about what I want, and what I need in my life, and how to live it well. In PR, most people talk a lot. In fact, if you think I talk a lot, you should sit in on my classes. It's never-ending chatter. And I mean, chatter. It adds up.

So what I'm thinking, I guess, is that I plan to talk a little less. And speak a little less, and be a little less flippant, and a little more the kind of person I want to be. I like being funny, it's fun to be funny, but there's a limit. I shouldn't do stand-up comedy for free. It's not cool, and really, there are times when the comedy overtakes your ability to listen, and that's the last thing I want.

I talk because I want people to have something to talk about with me, but more than that, I want to be able to listen to other people, and hear what they have to say, really hear it, minus a bunch of distractions. But, again, there's a limit to how much talking is a good idea.

So, new life project for Brennan: Shutting up.


It's a good idea.

VOW: Carly Fiorna's "Demon Sheep Ad"

Cited by NPR as being possibly the WORST TV political ad in existence. I love the sheep