My name is Joe and this is my new blog.
It's been a while since I've had one of these, and I think it's about time I made one of my patented epic posts. Anyone who has ever read one of my blog posts will know that they are not particularly frequent, but tend to drone on long enough that an intermission would be required at any public reading attempted. I'm not 100% decided if I'm wanting this blog more due to the fact that I simply haven't had a real creative outlet in so long, or due to the fact that it can be updated via text, which gives me a great new use for my new(read FREE) full keyboard flippy phone, since I can't really afford a data plan that would make it total rocksauce(you heard me).

Anyway to the blog. I suppose I should introduce myself on the off chance that there be some poor fool who happens upon this place by accident. As previously stated, I am Joe. I'm a father of two with a beautiful wife who puts up with almost 90% of my bullshit(trust me this is quite the find). I have a good life, and a happy family with whom I share 110% of my love.
My family is the part of my life that I'm truly proud of, my one great accomplishment.

I'm restless.

I'm lazy.

Unfortunately these two thing compliment each other in a way that leads me to doing very little and feeling abnormally agitated about doing so.
I hate my job, yet I still like it way more than any other job I ever had. I know everyone hates their job: blah blah under-appreciated blah blah hate my boss etc.
I've actually got a pretty damn good job. I make commission on how much I produce(even more for making sales, but I'll never be a salesman. I tend to be thoroughly infuriated by salesmen). I have great benefits. Good insurance? check. doesn't cost an arm and a leg? check. eye plan that PAYS FOR GLASSES? wow, check. I even love my boss, hell all of my bosses are awesome.

My problem is I get so used to all but turning off my brain that I have trouble getting it switched back on. I've been on seasonal layoff for what two months n0w and I've accomplished NOTHING. I mean I clean the house(though not as much as I should), I give plasma twice a week for chump cash and deliver pizzas for mega chump cash. The rest of the time I do nothing. My dreams are huge, I've got oodles of time to get things done, and I spend my days napping on the couch, eating corndogs, and surfing the web.

I don't even enjoy it.

That's right.. granted it's very enjoyable to do absolutely nothing for the first day, maybe day and a half, but once you get into a rut of doing it, you run out of nothing to do. I don't know how my parents do the whole "being retired" thing.

Anyway I'm sick of doing nothing. Yesterday I picked up a hobby I tried my hand at a while ago and never really finished. I started trying to learn programming again. I really want to program games, but if I get decent at programming, I can get a job developing software and have more fun being challenged for more money than I'm making now. Being able to program is one of the many dreams I've had for years and never followed through on. Hopefully this time it will stick.

Fingers crossed.