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Originally posted by LessinSF
You nailed me, and my current ennui and angst. I've been in my current "gig" for about seven years and am bored with the field of law, the people I work with, and the people I work for. I am even bored of San Francisco, to a certain extent, but I know that I would grow bored with anything else I did after awhile, whether travel, writing, golf, or just kicking around ingesting substances, trying to get laid, sleeping and otherwise being a degenerate layabout.
My brain is too big and it is not satisfied with reruns. I could constantly do new things, but I went into the wrong field of law and have not yet enough accumulated to enable me to live in the lifestyle I would want. Thus, I am stuck here for awhile, salting away my bonuses, investing on the Plated plan, building the 401(k), hoping my place continues to appreciate, and that my parents don't blow my retirement money, while bemoaning the years I am losing when my body is in relatively good health and relatively still attractive. I need to win the lottery.
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Brother, spend the money and damn the naysayers to fucking hell. You could die tomorrow. I blow money like a jackass because Why The Hell Not? What are you going to do with it? Save the shit and die with it? Fuck that. I haven't worried about it yet and probably never will, not because I have a lot, but because frankly, it ain't what drives me. People like you and I will probably never have piles of money because you can only fake your way up the ladder so far. The Real Prize Money is only given to the douchebags who actually like the game. Which is sad, because they don't really enjoy it. I just want more dough to feed the machine, the 24 hour a consumption machine in my head which searches endlessly for little escapes from the drudgery of this mentally squalid toil.
Spend. Spend it like there's no tomorrow, and if you run out and can't find a new outlet for that green fuel, screw the govt for every nickle of support you can get. Logically, there's no reason to do anything else. like Frank Zappa said, "Legacies are for people who give a shit." None of it matters in 100 years.
I will die leaving the govt with a burial bill. I'd never have it any other way.
