NEVER UNDERESTIMATE THE VALUE OF A GOOD EDUCATION. Screw that ... mediocre, half assed, vocational school .... Hell Sunday School. ANYTHING. Any kind of school is better than wasting your life away on a dead end job.

And I don't just mean DEAD END ... I mean the place you go right before you die.

To 'survive' ... and I put that in quotes because really I don't need much to survive. A computer, access to the Internet, a TV, a VCR and someone to remind me to eat every once in a while and I'm set.

But I digress ... to 'survive' my limited existence, I got myself a job ... no not a job ... an incentive for suicide. Since I never seem to do things the easy way, I took myself down to the local employment agency, got interviewed and on Saturday went to my first temp 'job.'

First off it was so far out in the boonies, yes boonies. New York has them in Brooklyn. It's called Bensonhurst. It was so far away that it took me an hour and a half to get there. I've never been anywhere in NY that didn't take half an hour max by train. Still ... I went. Thinking good thoughts as I did. Well as good enough as I can think after being forced to leave home at 7am in the morning.

Train, train, train. Walk, walk, walk, walk. I swear I was waiting for a kangaroo to hop past because it literally felt like I'd gone to the other end of the earth. But there it was. Finally the building. It looked like a prison. Which I think is grossly misleading because a prison would have been welcomed compared to what was really inside.

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