It seems the world is made for intermittent fuck-ups, many of which seem to align themselves with my not-so-gracious presence at present.
No! I dont give a bloody damn if you think I should try to be more ambitious, im not. I do things in my own time, I am not idle and im not a slacker, I just dont have ladders to climb, I sail proverbially in my own pond and I bloody well like it. So for God's sake leave me be, I am content, reconciled finally with my mind, my heart and my multiple selves.
And if thats not bloody go-getter enough, I couldn't care less!