Yesterday I had lunch with Adam at Dee's. What a trip. I hadn't slept in 24 hours and wound up buying what more orless amounted to lunch/breakfeast/dinner - depending on how you look at it. It was morning, but it was after work, so it was dinner, but I had breakfeast, and didn't eat lunch at work so it could have very well been lunch as well. But the meal itself wasn't important. Between drifting ebs of conciousness and the unusually blurry vision from extreme fatigue Adam said something that I don't think I'll ever forget. He said I didn't have it that bad. The more I thought about it, which admitedly was hard to do at the time, it started to make more and more sense, even though I don't know if he was being serious. I boiled it down. I have 6000 dollars of legitmate debt, and another 2000 owed to my parents.

I look at a friend of mine named Wes who just got a judgement passed against him for 100,000.00 and think, 8k just ain't that bad. I look at my boss who has atleast 200k in cars and a home as well as a family to pay for and think, being single is nice. I look at my dad, his house that he can't sell, and his unhappy family which I've cut myself off from and think, people suck. Then I looked at my radio, looked at my old boss in CS playing a gig, looked at Steve Vai and thought - it's not that hard.

Adam is an idiot most of the time, but I guess even the most unlikely of places can dispense wisdom with out meaning too. So now I guess I've learned that there are no valid excuses. I guess I'll go jogging in the morning and then find a 2nd job.