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7.10.2006 - link handy i've been thinking a lot about work and money and lifestyles lately. today i was thinking about how lucky i am to be doing a job that was once just a hobby. i'm in charge of doing things that i used to have do secretly instead of my job...or my homework...or sleep. i get to oversee social interaction online and i actually get paid to do it. that's pretty damn cool. so thanks to said paycheck, i get to do stuff on a fairly regular basis that i used to only get to do on special occasions. i get to eat at fancy restaurants pretty often. i get to go on vacations or weekend trips almost whenever i want. i can buy a too-expensive pair of jeans on the spot right when i see them instead of waiting for my next paycheck to do so. and that's pretty damn cool, too. except i'm afraid that it's all a slippery slope. you know how they say the more money you make, the more money you spend? i used to wonder how that was possible. it seemed to me that with every pay increase, my lifestyle stayed basically the same, for all intents and purposes. but the problem isn't that you go from ramen dinners and a weekend camping trip to all of a sudden eating caviar on your private yacht off the coast of fiji. the problem is that the things you used to consider now-and-again treats or special occasion activities become more and more ordinary until suddenly you're throwing down $75 on dinner several times a week, thinking nothing of it. so while you're still driving your 3 year old economically responsible vw golf and living in your crappy 1 bedroom apartment and eating at the restaurants you've always eaten at, you're doing these things that cost slightly more money slightly more often and suddenly you realize your bank account is in the same shape it was 3 years ago when you bought that damn car in the first place. grrr! and what's more, you begin to realize that the job you're doing that you love because it's something that used to be your hobby that now you're getting paid for is, for whatever reason, seeming slightly less than SUPER AWESOME and you're confused because come on, it's totally awesome. and then you realize that it's a job and no matter how much you love what you do, it's still work. this morning on the radio, adam corolla said something about how if it was his job to get up every morning and receive a handjob from a hot lady, that after a few days of it, he'd probably get a little sick of it too, just because suddenly it was a requirement with expectations and no longer something he was doing out of free will. and so i guess that's true...if an alarm clock has to wake you up, you probably want to stay asleep. if a boss says you have do one thing, you probably want to be doing something else. it's work vs. play and everybody wants to play and nobody wants to work and that's just the nature of the beast, i guess. for the record, i'm fairly certain that receiving handjobs for pay would be a pretty sweet gig and not one i'd grow weary of very quickly, but who can say for sure? i, for one, am not willing to risk it. - - -