changing paces.

so i work now.
im actually sitting at work now slacking off. cause thats what hispanics do, right? we slack off till tomorrow, though tomorrow never comes.
i did do some real work before, but right now, ive just sort of lost that initial motivation to really do anything, feeling sort of adrift.

i miss having free time to do other things. i still have time. but since it now gets eaten up by the following: family (they are always there for you, but also in need of maintenance and time), work (8-5 is a good chunk of the day), girlfriend (dont mind this one), other friends (less now, since i lost so many); see whats missing from the list?
writing is out, reading is scarce, photography exists as something i remember doing in the back of my head, bar idea is slowly fading to obscurity, and my tv pop culture knowledge is dwindling.

sigh.
i want to work in advertising.
i want to create little advertising ideas i have running for cover in my head.

i want to have fun at work damnit!
its not so completely insane to expect that is it?
maybe it is, after all thats why its work isnt it?
i want to run a bar, and do some creative advertising work. why cant i make that happen though?