Driving > Disco

...still no Coke Blak. I'm not sure which one depresses me more. Well, thats not quite true. The "still no job" is much more depressing. I've had a sneaking suspicion for a while, but I'm just about certain that I am done with corporate America. No offense to anyone involved, but I just cant do it. I cant work somewhere for the next 45 years, trying to kiss all the right butts and try to out-impress my coworkers so that my boss will give me a raise instead of firing me (with a pregnant wife...). I dont know what it is, but I've got to do something else. Open my own business, write books/songs/movies, art...maybe the Grizzlies will finally call me, who knows, but whatever it is, I cant work at a desk for the next 4 decades of my life. Sorry, I'm out.