I'm beginning to wonder what I want to do for a living. I work for a Fortune 500 company and make decent money for someone my age and have my own office with a 20'' LCD monitor... but I find myself writing and reading non work related things to entertain myself when I get home. I don't doubt that I could make a decent chunk of change in business but I'm worried that I'll become trapped in the vicious cycle of workoholism. I'd like to retire young and sleep in forever, buy a bunch of really expensive types of booze and actually be able to tell them apart. Would that mean sacrificing my youth? Is that an incredibly selfish wish?
My character in the book is going to need a small group of odd friends. That and a neurotic love interest.
Here are the movies I've watched in May:
The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie,
Commanding Heights: The Battle for the World Economy: The New Rules of the Game,
Commanding Heights: The Battle for the World Economy: The Agony of Reform,
Commanding Heights: The Battle for the World Economy: The Battle of Ideas,
The French Connection,
Life and Debt,
The Billabong Odyssey,
Y Tu Mama Tambien
That works out to about $2 a movie which is fine with me considering it's almost $5 + late fees at BallBusters.