Tomorrow I show off a bunch of jewelry. My instructor has insisted that I also bring along the little CNC cannon I made in CNC class. I'm bringing some goddamn guilloche while I'm at it. The past three months in a nutshell: "precious objects" three different ways. The day after that I get on a plane and leave for four months. I find myself researching obnoxious things like 7-axis Swiss machining centers... while also researching engraving. I'm rapidly pushing myself in truly strange directions. I can only hope they're lucrative. I'm trying very, very hard to feel sorry for myself but the reality of the situation is I come home every ten days, I own the mother of all laptops for teaching myself CAM, and I'm paid an exhorbitant rate to watch TV for four months so that the other eight or so are absolutely unfettered by responsibility. This whole "teach yourself to be Cartier" bullshit is no one's fault but mine and I do obnoxious things like buy hexacore Xeon laptops because I can, goddamn it. Remember that, kids: if you keep playing the game of life as if you intend to win it, you will eventually. But then you'll find yourself glum over having to make a dozen first-class flights over the next six months while sitting in your air-conditioned Porsche listening to audiobooks about other peoples' hardships. What has two thumbs and fuckin' $80 allen wrenches? this guy.
I'll be the first to line up for your first available commercial watch! Seconded. Today is the best day of my professional life. A licensing deal is getting signed for some tech that mk and I invented together, so I'm getting the opportunity to bring a drug that I fuckin' made to patients. We could fail, but at least we'll fail trying. It's taken me a year to put this deal together, and it almost killed me a few times, but it's done. And even if we fail I'm going to make an obscene amount of money, so there's at least a soft landing. I've done almost everything wrong in my life. It's like that Bob Dylan line: To live outside the law, you must be honest. I don't know what he meant by that, exactly, but I know that it applies to my situation.if you keep playing the game of life as if you intend to win it, you will eventually.
Ok I take back everything I said an hour ago. This is an actual conversation I had a few moments ago. Me: Um, you know if I were I woman that would be sexual harassment, right? Admin: Well, it's true. Other people say that about you, too. I think she thought she was paying me a compliment.Administrator: You have only gotten as far as you have, because you're handsome. Beautiful people get breaks the rest of us don't get.
Lol. I sort of hope there isn't a next time. I also sort of hope it's bullshit that people say that about me. I don't mind being disliked, but I want to be disliked for the right reasons. This is a woman who has told me explicit stories about how her third child was conceived, among other highly inappropriate stuff, so maybe she's just trying to express her disgusting fantasies to me in hopes I'll bite. I guess we all have fears that one day we'll be exposed as frauds. Sucks when you find out that that's already the consensus!
I mean I don’t know what you do but I have a sneaking suspicion looks don’t play a major role in what sounds like cooking drugs the legal way. Like what does she think, some other dude with a bad nose makes better drugs ? It most likely is bullshit and she’s likely just threatened by you in some way. Probably had bigger dreams for herself, maybe she wishes she was most confident in going for them. I realized today on my walk (weird timing) that you don’t have to feel bad for taking opportunity when it’s presented in front of you, being able to jump on things is something that sets people apart. I have a sneaking suspicion people with that kind of confidence don’t get dragged down in the same way as people who are afraid to exposed as frauds. They smell it dude.
Not a single patient will have a clue what you look like, or even who you are. Paul Offutt has to deal with an army of vaccine denialists claiming he's the Antichrist... But he also has the knowledge that Chicken Pox (and the rapidly - proliferating skin infections associated with it in this modern antibiotic-resistant era) are a theory, not a reality for most American children.
Maybe I'll insist on putting my face on the vial to enhance the placebo effect. Seriously, I think it may be good to get objectified from time to time. I'm thick skinned, so I can shrug it off, but it at least let's you see how it could make others feel. We all need reminders not to be a prick.