at the coffee house

I'm at the coffeehouse right now. It is so cool, because they have free wifi internet access.

I'm eating a really horrible bran muffin, which isn't so much horrible, as it is just something I don't want to eat.

I haven't worked on this blog in a log tiime, but thanks to the power of wireless internet access, I can. It becomes easier than working in a book.

And speaking of books, the coffeehouse has helped me work on mine. I've sort of been struggling with the concept of ... do I want to quit my job and work on the book all day long, or do I want to quit and work on the book all day long, and be a loser and do massage three days a week.

Part of me really just wants to pay off my bills. I want to live in a place where I don't owe any money. I want to just have all the money I earn go to me. Actually, it's all kind of boring. When I start to think about it, I feel like I am just creating excuses ... things to worry about. Distractions. In some ways, i feel like ... I am almost sabotaging myself by trying to quit my job, so that I am living in a place where I have no money. But then again, maybe I would earn more. Maybe if I quit, I could pay off a chunk of this wretched debt. And I would be happier.

I am pretty sure I will end up quitting, because I hate my job so much.