"After 20, no one cares if you're nice."
- George Orwell

Status Anxiety. Every adult life, he says, is defined by two great love stories. The first is our quest for sexual love, which is well known and well charted. The second is our quest for love from the world, and that's a more secret and shameful tale.

A few words of wisdom that seem to ring true as adulthood kicks into full gear. In any sort of social situation the same question keeps getting asked. "What do you do?" For a while now all I could say was "Not much, but I make a lot of bad art on the side." Now I get to tell them "I'm an internet technology specialist!" (aka, teach southerners how to right click)

It's always inspiring to see someone who manages to be successful at doing something they love. As a person who's been praised for certain creative talents the aspect of accepting mediocrity is very dissapointing. I guess what it all boils down to is if I am to be judged for what I do in life, then I'd prefer to be doing something that I enjoy.

Maybe I'll stick around and get the digital art degree instead of an MBA. Maybe I'm just thinking too much.