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chatting with sherry this morning. the usual ball of creative energy that she is, her questions for me:

• so have you joined any clubs?
• why don't you get paid to write?
• did you go to the rally?

normally, i can confidently swat down any suggestions for me to harness my "talent" for anything useful or productive. but every now and then, a little voice - usually named "cyn" or "sherry" - tells me i need to shit or get off the pot. i'm afraid of a couple of things, namely:

1. whether turning a past time into a job will make me hate it
2. failure

the failure thing is a projection, too. i'm overly confident about myself in certain areas, and this is one of them. i fear failure because i probably should, not because i actually do.

anyway, just considering a couple of things for today, namely:

1. a new, much less personal blog that i can post on my multitude of social networking site profiles, mention on job applications, or whatnot. looking at the different hosting sites for this one. not because i'm unhappy with blogger, but it'd be nice to see what else is out there.
   
2. the other item i'm pondering is whether i should tell the business world to pound sand and instead start looking for blogs to contribute to and start my own writing shit. i'm crazy unmotivated on this one, but i can't deny this sneaking suspicion that keeps lurking in my noodle that i really actually kind of hate working in an office and having to wear this "aggressive" disguise to be "taken seriously" in the sort of jobs that i attract.

so those are my musings for this lovely monday in denver.