h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

I have a chair!
Let me explain, before you all think I've gone completely crazy. Again.

For a couple of years now I'd had the idea of creating a completely ergonomic workstation, by attaching a computer to a chair; embedded, usability tested, yaddayadda. Sort of like the chairs in the matrix, except cheaper to make 'coz I have sodall money. So I finally managed to save up enough to start looking for a recliner. And I found one, eventually. It got delivered yesterday.
Last night, I visited my parents and mentioned this to them, and my mother replies "Oh by the way we say a thing on the news last week, about a guy down south who's already done that; he's marketing it overseas."

See this? This here is my sail...
...and there goes my wind.

I had been hoping that this would be a nice simple little project, fairly cheap to make, which I could then go off and market somewhere, and perhaps gain some capital to work my way out of this country.
But there's very little point now.
Remember I live in a small country, population a touch over four million. This guy has already flooded the local market within a few months. There is no reason for me to attempt this project as an investment. I'm going to make one anyway, just for myself, but most of my drive behind it is gone.
How come whenever I get anything done... whenever I dare to dream... something rushes in and takes my dream and crushes it and stomps on it and burns it and spits on the ashes and sows salt on the place where it was so that nothing will grow again.

No wonder I have no enthusiasm for life any more. This happens to me Every. Damn. Time.

I wish I could write about positive stuff in this journal, instead of using it to vent. Am I a negative person? Am I the only person who sees this? Why can't karma be real?

Oh, and Wendy and I broke up on saturday. And then I quit my job; kind of tricky to justify at the moment, but it was necessary. I'm trying to be positive; I've had some okay days since then... mostly spent doing random nothings on the computer trying to pretend reality doesn't exist.
And my lectures are kindof interesting, although they seem like they'll be a lot of work in the near future.

Chin up, stiff upper lip, chest out, buttocks clenched firmly, yadda yadda.

Gee a RL hug would be nice.