Monday, November 29, 2010

working too much

The past week I've been working on my online writing stuff way too much. I'm getting a ton of writing done, but it's really wearing me out. Now that I can see again, I'm going to unpack my painting stuff and at least play around. I can see colors more vibrantly now, so maybe that will make a difference in my paintings.

We'll see. I can't post any pictures, I don't have the right kind of camera at the moment. And I don't have any extra money for a new one right now. Maybe I will have some after Christmas.

I promised Nothing Profound that I would write a blog post tonight, and I can't think of anything! I am taking zombie pills right now, and that's not helping any (well, it's helping my anxiety, but not my brain fucntioning power!)

But I will leave you with one tip: don't drink and blog (or forum post:) It can only get ugly!

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Being Happy

I've been doing a lot of thinking the past few weeks. I know this is hard to believe, but sometimes I really DO dust off the pinkish-grey thinking machine and have a go at logical contemplation.

Anyway, I've decided to scrap my old plans that I've been working on the past several years, and restructure my future goals. I realized, in the course of hating what I've been doing for the past couple of years, that hating what you do isn't condusive to personal happiness.

I started out with the goal to learn Internet Marketing, and got sidetracked when I learned I could make pretty easy money writing articles online. My plan was then to start my Internet Marketing career once I made enough in residual income from my articles to support myself.

But then Hell Year happened. While I won't go into details, 2009 was one of the worst years I've ever experienced, and I'm still not fully recovered from it. But one thing I've learned is that I want to be happy, and that making a lot of money is no longer as important to me as it once was.

I want to do something that I enjoy to a great extent, and while I don't think I'll ever make a lot of money from it, I want to be able to enjoy my life. I want to paint, and sculpt, and make ugly collages and assemblages that most of the time are unappreciated by anyone but myself. I'm smart, I'm sure I can figure out how to make some type of profit from my artwork, but I'm no longer dead set on making a fortune. It's what I want to do, and that's what I'm going to do.