Feeling like an old piece of furniture...

It's fairly safe for me to say that I am craving some Whip-solo experiences. I think I am hitting this from all angles - from making friends to random sexual encounters. I haven't really broken down the logistics of it as of yet, but I am in the planning stages. To be honest, this has been building up for quite some time.

It's coming on a year that I have been out of work. The kind soul that is Woods and the breaking back of the wackos known as the Government have lent me their helping hands on getting by the entire year with the necessities to keep me truckin' along. But now as the train slows down, I am placed into the employment pool. This is not something I have been looking forward to that is for sure, but it is something that I *have* to do regardless.

I need a paycheck. I need health insurance. I need some kind of social interaction. I need a regular ongoing schedule,damnit! Hate to say it, but employment does help on all of those levels. And when the hell do *I* need a regular ongoing schedule?!

*groan*

*sigh*

*stomach ache*

Anyway, back to the subject at hand. Once I begin working, I know that I will be given the necessary tools that will push me on my way. I am in dire need of a social life beyond what I have become accustomed to within the past year. I have felt so stuck in the corner recently. I don't know how to bring myself out of it.

Even tricking is something I haven't been all ghung-ho about. I have been so comfortable in my surroundings that I haven't even wanted to venture out into the anonymous sex world. Something that I was very active in over the past 7 years.

This is just an obstacle I need to get over. Once I secure a job, I know my life will fall into place here in Los Angeles. I just need to keep reminding myself to be patient. Life isn't handed to you on a silver platter. Unless you are that skank El Spicy Hilton. *vomit*

Until I find work, I should enjoy my last days as a man free of the push & pull of the cut throat Corporate America world. I suppose I better armor myself now, because once you get back into that day-to-day scene, those wolves can be pretty fucking vicious.