Thought I found what I wanted to do in life until some fat hag stabbed me from behind and robbed me of a career that took seven years of my life. Thought I rose and recovered from that glitch and moved on with my life.

I was mistaken.

Seven months of lull, ten months of experimenting, three months of dreaming and I'm back to where I started. Or have I even started? When you're hitting 30 and don't know where to go or what to do, you become desperate.

I'm no desperate. Just aimless...clueless.

Much ado about the elections

Political ads, especially those with LSS-inducing jingles, are sickening especially those of Manny V. A day doesn't go by without TV stations running his ad or radio stations playing the jingle. Guess I have to stick to cable shows until the elections are over.

Anyway, the point of this entry is not about annoying jingles but the people behind them. I was contemplating lately how come president wannabes or any candidate running for public office for that matter are not required (by the constitution) to have relevant experience in public service? Just a thought...