This weekend made me realize how boring I have become. I had brunch with a bunch of friends to celebrate Tami’s birthday and I got the distinct feeling that my conversation inevitably turns toward employment. I have become what I hate most, a gravity well of conversation. No other conversation can escape the massive pull of my topic. They all seem to be twisted in time and space and reshaped into the topic of my design, employment! Aagh!!! Poor, dear, adorable Lynn tried her best by coming to my side of the table and attempting a conversation rescue. But alas the poor darling doesn’t realize the true power that a conversation quantum singularity has. Even in her bold attempt she began by saying, “Tell me what’s been going on with you?”
“Nothing but looking for work.” I replied.
“Let’s talk about fun stuff!” her attempt at pulling out of the gravity well.
“There is no fun stuff.” I said,

Poor Lynn, should read up on the physics of conversation. Once a super massive conversationalist like myself goes supernova and sheds off all the topics they could possibly ever engage in there is a massive collapse and the conversation is just twisted and misshapen into the topic of the singularities choice. In my case it happens to by the very ugly and never fun topic of EMPLOYMENT! Save yourselves and stay clear of my event horizon!