Swings and roundabouts

     So recently I lost my super awesome too-good-to-be-true well paying job, and just for the record it was through no fault of my own. There were no fires or deaths by gross misconduct... this time, just good old fashioned bad luck. Ah, my old friend. I have since discovered I might be slightly resentful towards this development. But I suppose its not all bad. On the plus side I will have more time to spill my brains on here, which is  preferable to spilling my brains on some motel bathroom floor because life throws me a curve ball once in a while. Morbid comparisons aside, the point of this entry is to inform you that I shall be updating my blog more frequently and trying to push things forwards in the writing department, so stay tuned. Everything is okedoke A-OK, whatever that means, and hopefully as history shows frustration shall fuel creativity. Get ready for masterpieces and ear removal. On a lighter and even more unrelated note, I am currently eating shortbread with a braille package and it tastes like whiskey. I am not sure blind people know what they are getting themselves in to here. I think the joke is on me, maybe the braille reads "not suitable for human consumption." If like me you were feeling frustrated today, remember things could be worse. Damn cheese...