Close Comments: A Blog Too Far....I have no idea why I'm here again. Morbid fascination? A sense for the dramatic? Perhaps a quick resurrection spell to spice up my currently dead blog once more?
It's been at least a year since I buried my deeply beloved dearly departed blog in the vast sea of information known as the Internet. I remember the solemnity of the occasion, the funeral dirge, the sobbing mourners, the somber faces, and the black suits as the sound of a lone bugle plays Taps in the background. The firing of the guns, the silence as the coffin was lowered into the ground, and the handing over of the folded flag to...
I might have watched Band of Brothers one too many times.
I think a lot of this has to do with the fact that I'm currently at work, and it's after lunch, I'm feeling pleasantly sleepy, thus, not being exactly in the best of moods to shake off my langour and abandon procrastination in the favour of useful enterprise. As such, my muse, much like Shakespeare's, has decided to invade my consciousness at a somewhat opportune time.
Working here for six months (I work in Microsoft, refer below) has changed me a lot. So much so that I recall an old saw from a movie... "If no longer recognize the man in the mirror, it is time to step back and look at your life." Of course, that's a very bad paraphrase, but I think (somewhat immodestly) that I have managed to capture the poignancy of the statement. The meaning still stands. You understand it, don't you? Don't you?
Anyway, back to the topic at hand. I've never really understood the saying that "Friends come and go" until I began working. I've lost touch with almost all of the friends I made in college, and in Uni, with the exception of a few such as Ken, Joy, Sarah, Eric, and such. Working here, I've made more friends than I know what to do with, and I count it as every blessing.
All the same, I believe that working life has changed me from what I used to be into what I am now. I've always believed in absolutes; black and white, with no gray in between. Right and wrong, no compromise. Until I started here that is.
Recently I look back, and I wonder. What happened to that nerdy kid who promised himself and the world around him never to do certain things such as drinking, partying, and the like? What happened to that well-mannered young man who wouldn't even say "Shit" for the fear of having his mouth washed out with soap?
I suppose he's still in there somewhere. Maybe one day, much like this blog, he'll pop out again.  That's not to say he's dead though. I like to think that I'm still a nice guy.
Right now, I'm loving every bit of my working life (well, not every bit, there's that time I had to explain a teensy mistake to my manager...) and trying to keep on the straight and narrow whilst I'm at it. What's a drink with friends now and then, and a curse to let off some steam?
Oh well, I suppose I'd better get some work done, or I'll be going home late again today. Toodle-loo! 
Edit: I suppose you call this a spur-of-the-moment-compulsive-shopper kinda thingy... but I've changed blogs. I suppose Taps turned out true after all.
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