Written by Lincoln Adams on
August 31, 2009 |
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My Job
It was a dark and stormy night. Actually no, it was a sunny and illuminous day here, with the weather dipping to the low 70s and the skies dancing with the billowing remnant clouds of Tropical Storm Danny. What a great way to end August and unofficially, the end of summer. This was my week…
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Written by Lincoln Adams on
May 16, 2009 |
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My Job
You know, I seriously hate my job. But before going any further, let’s run through the gamut of why I should be so grateful to have a job first, just to give the dweeb monkeys out there the satisfaction before they start berating me over why I should kiss the sky for still being gainfully…
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So I’m bored out of my mind at work, and just for fun I decide to do a Google search for “girl of my dreams.” One of the hits I happened on led me to a Facebook group started by a British dude who also had a dream about meeting “the one,” and then drew…
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Written by Lincoln Adams on
December 22, 2008 |
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My Job
I have finally arrived at the magic number of 500 posts! It’s hard to believe that I managed to stick it out even when there were so many times I was tempted to hang it up and stop blogging for good. But writing is in my blood evidently, and blogging has always been a good…
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Tags: blog, blogging, coworker, dream, family, financial, freedom, income, job, life, living, monetizing, money, online, parents, travel, work
I’ve been pining for the girl of my dreams ever since I was a wee one and had my heart broken by an 8 year old who tore up my Valentine’s card and then kicked me in the shinny. Since then, over the years my dream girl had always become nothing more than a part…
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There used to be a time in my life when Christmas actually FELT like Christmas. I used to get into it so much that I would get out my Christmas tree and start decorating before even Halloween itself came around, much less the holiday season. The magic in the air was just intoxicating, and I…
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One of the things that really kill any incentive to pull myself together and get my life back on track is that there seems to be nothing worth fighting for. I have no desire to fight for myself, because I’m kinda of a weenie and don’t like myself very much, so there’s no motivation there….
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Tags: church, depression, despair, dream, dreams, failure, fight, girl of my dreams, God, parents, purpose