Leon. Somebody just called for da boss, and asked for Leon. Needless to say, this is not his name, but I like it... I dub the bastard Leon.
Back at work today. cf stole my machine, but he's actually working whereas I'm still mopin' so I can't complain. Wish I had my icq, tho... Or an admin password. Eiter or, maybe I'll go get me a copy of l0phtcrack... Oh wait, I can't install...
Yeargh.
I ran into an old coworker from Discreet on the metro in to work today. "They're hiring a lot!" she said...
That just sent shudders down my spine...
What am I doing here for fuck's sake... In september I was a star... Hotshot, Matrox arguing with the government over who gets to hire me.
So I take this job with a start-up, with old friends, (I used to hose them down in chem lab in CEGEP) thinking, this is fresh, new, wonder what happens if I just go with my heart for once...
Fuck that. Monstres are rational beings. Why? Cuz our hearts've been broken since we moved to this godforsaken continent.
I DON'T WANT TO BE HERE. I AM WASTING TIME. I have all the time in the world, so young so 'boisterous'...
But that doesn't mean I've got time to waste.
What do I do?