I'm A Guy That Likes To Sit

My Parents' Work Ethic Amazed Me. How Could They Put In Such Long Hours, Day After Day? Part Of The Reason Was To Keep The Family Going - To Keep Me Going. I Realized That, Although We Had Different Values Derived From Different Cultures And Wouldn't Agree On Certain Issues, They Were Good People, Incredible People, And I Loved And Respected Them.

Im Pretty Aggressive, And Maybe Obnoxious, About Trying To Get Work.

I Realize That I'm Pretty Flawed, But You Know - I Haven't Killed Anybody Yet.

Misery Loves Company. There's A Lot To That.

It's The Stuff That Happens Right In Front Of Your Face When There's No Routine And Everything Is Unexpected. That's What I Want To Write About.