Abbra Cadaver!

Rumors of my death are greatly exaggerated.

I'm here. I'm alive. I'm almost well.

I haven't blogged for a myriad of reasons. MOSTLY - I'm just too fucking busy. I put more time than is necessary into my posts, and I just don't have the time or the clarity of mind lately to generate anything coherent for the internet to consume. Every once in a while I'll start a post, but it always winds up in the "unfinished" pile with a bunch of other tasks that need to be done in order for me to put food on my table.

I also haven't blogged because I don't want to bog anybody down with stories that are written in the wholly opposite persona of One Charmed Motherfucker. But the fact of the matter is, this new job is severely beating me down. According to the five-year forecast, I'll be kicking ass and taking names by 2010. But immediately, I've gone from being a seasoned veteran in my field to being a wet-behind-the-ears rookie, making mistakes and generally failing at everything I've attempted to do.

I get it now. I was the rare example of someone who loved his job and did his job well. I could almost be considered cocky and ignorant for giving that up only to have the piss beaten out of me daily. Most people would have been jealous of the ease at which things used to swing my way. And I'm forever grateful for that. But for whatever reason, I wanted a challenge, and I got exactly that. Now I have to put my money where my mouth is: Will the challenge pay off and eventually put me back on the throne as One Charmed Motherfucker, or will I be doomed to blog stories of my recent stumbles under an ironic pen name?

Tune in and find out.

Comments

[Jo]

You're still King OCMF, whether you stick with this job or not (although, I'd like to see the ironic pen name--but only for a laugh, of course). Welcome back! =)

[Jules of '98]

Who are you kidding? You love a little beating. Just enjoy them until the day your handing them out. Welcome back!