Have you ever read that Robert Frost poem about two roads diverging in the woods? Of course you have everyone is forced to read that crap. I hate Robert Frost. I think it started with the poem. In high school I argued that the second stanza totally invalidated the point of the poem.

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

At the time the teacher thought I was just being argumentative, or did not want the rest of the young class to lose the message of hope in the poem, I’m not sure. Later I found out the entire thing was Frost mocking an indecisive friend. That certainly made me chuckle but when I think of the last line and how many people use the poem as inspiration it irks me. If you’re going to mock a friend go for it but don’t sell out in your last two lines with an inspirational quote that should go on a kitten poster. Ass.

I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

I felt like venting and Frost gets my wrath today. You’re welcome to have a different opinion, I will respect it I just won’t agree with it. I may even make that into a kitten poster.

Financially I have felt, basically since I learned how to use a debit card, like I was Princess Buttercup buried in the Bog of Eternal Stench. For a while I didn’t even have a Farmboy/Dread Pirate capable or willing enough to throw me a root and now that I do I realized I don’t have any upper arm strength. I refuse to let him come in after me and though he is pulling me with all his might from the top and I keep making forward progress I keep running into more obstacles that sink me lower and lower. I can’t breath and I am so buried that it makes the rest of the world almost impossible to see. I don’t know if that’s a good analogy but it works for me.

So screw the road less traveled. I’m getting a steady job, a steady income, good benefits. I’m finishing school and moving on to get my masters. No I don’t know what that’s in yet I am still growing. I am going to work my ass off to get more strength to support myself and pull myself up furthur every day. I am also going to try to be more physically fit so that I am ready for anything. I am unique enough, I have muppet humor and the dance skills of Elaine from Seinfeld. I don’t want to be a poor starving artist, I don’t want to live the entrepreneurial lifestyle payment when and if it’s possible. I want my Dread Pirate to see me pull myself up out of the bog and I want a big friggen kiss. Then I’ll help him kill a swamp rat instead of standing there helpless like she does in the movie.