Well I didn't do a post last Friday and I will not be doing one this weekend so let’s catch up.
The Porsche is running good. I got a new battery for it and I will be looking at getting some new tires soon. In fact as I type this I forgot to talk to Terri about jumping online and ordering the tires for me from Sam's Club like she offered. Dang it. Oh well, hopefully I will remember to do so tomorrow.
After thinking about buying a house a lot this weekend I came to the decision that I do not want to place myself in a situation where I would require the income of a second person to make rent. It is one thing to keep my job but if I had a roommate where I worried about his income that would be more stress than I could handle. I can pay for a 1000 a month rent, but a 1400 - 1600 dollar rent bill is a little above my means and that is what I would be paying minimum for a 2-bedroom out here. So I talked to a friend of mine out here and I might be moving into his house come July or August.
Second the same guy that is talking to me about moving into his house also keeps selling me on getting a job with Help Desk at VR (Vail Resorts). The income would be like 30,000 a year there. The benefit of that job if I got it would be that fact that I would not need to worry about a summer job to fill 4 months every year and the chances for promotion are better than the County job
I would kinda feel like a mercenary if I got the job and accepted it as I worked hard in my interview to Eagle County to assure them that I would be a good employee that would not walk out on them. But really how can I compare security and more money to a job that would be seasonal in a school year? The Eagle County job at most will pay 25,000 a year and will make me stressed for 4 months out of a year. I guess I will try for the new job and swallow my feelings of guilt for disappointing Eagle County if I should get offered the Help Desk job.
Well I was looking over my plane ticket this morning for Wednesday. When I booked my flight in Christmas I had a morning flight that left at 10:30 am. For some reason I was thinking this flight would leave the same time. Today I re-read my information and realized that it is leaving a 7:45 am and I was scheduled to work that morning until 7 am. Also keep in mind I live 2 hours from where that flight is leaving. So for the first time in the year that I have worked at the Marriott I will be missing a shift I was scheduled for.
Sorrow, Depression, Hopelessness, Death.
Everyone at one time or another goes through these feelings. I had ranted on suicide in my main page a while back but this is not about suicide.
I was recently bouncing through some old posts and I ran into my 8 Bit Theater link that I had not visited in a long time. He talked about a really good writer he will miss that posted the end to a saga of short stories he was writing the day before he committed suicide.
So my morbid sense of curiosity got the best of me and I went to the site of the stories. The stories are of a super hero with all the greatest powers of the world. He can fly, read minds, see through walls, is invulnerable, super strong, and can stop a man's heart with a thought. The stories can be found at
www.unknownhero.com. They are a short read but really good. They are in fact so well written that they made me feel something I told myself I would never feel. They made me miss this guy after he committed suicide.
Now when I talked about suicide in my rant I said that I show no pity on those who take their own life. I still don't. But this guy's life really makes me question some people's self image. I have a fairly low self image and really I think all people do not see the talents they each have. I believe each of us sees ourselves as less than we actually are. But how low do you have to go to finally decide that you either want to test the theory of an afterlife or screw the possibility of an afterlife, you just feel that this life can give you no comfort, ... ever.
This guy had his girlfriend break up with him on the 24th of May, realized he had not accomplished the dreams of a 12 year old on the 26th, turned 25 years old on the 27th, and took his own life on the 28th.
His writing had a fan club that was slowly growing, from the replies and postings I have read so far from his Uncle and Mother it seems he had a family that loved him, and he had a true talent for telling a story.
I weigh the pluses and balances of what I see in his life as an outsider, and granted the internet presence is just a sliver of a view into a man's life, but JESUS FUCK!! If I have ever heard of a more stupid suicide I don't know.
Now I don't know much more about the guy, maybe he was fucked with drugs or messed in the head. Maybe he was the elephant man or a paraplegic. But when ever a talented artist who really spreads works beyond themselves to the outside world feels the need to take their own life, that is the worst of tragedies. It is one thing if you are a useless piece of meat sack that will not make any more difference beyond the 15 people you know. Fuck it, there are too many people on this rock, off yourself and rid the world of your depressive whining. But if you are one of the few gems that has the ability to touch a larger portion of humanity or are making lives better through public works or entertainment, then to remove yourself off this world means that you have committed a crime against humanity.
This is one of the reasons I created this website and why I post my rants. If I do something that will carry on after me, if I can affect people beyond the 15 people I know, if people I do not even know will miss me when I am gone, then I have done something to make a difference in this world and could die with satisfaction.
It is also this fear of lack of accomplishment that makes me fear death. I discovered this website 2 days ago and the more reading I did the more I kept thinking about death and how much it would suck. For some reason reading about this guy's death and reading some of his last words ever written on this world really freaked me out.
And so to share with you some of the last words of a dead man here is the last Live Journal reading of the author, Michael Buonauro and a reply from a friend of his talking about his death.
mbuonaurowrote,
@ 2004-05-26 21:42:00
i was born at 5:52am on may 27th in florida, did you know that? i'll be 25 tomorrow morning.
when i was 12 years old i made a time capsule and i wrote myself a letter. the capsule was to be opened in 12 years.
so, last year, i opened it up and read the letter. i really let 12 year old me down. of all the dreams he had, i hadn't done any of them.
but i don't have dreams anymore. i only have nightmares.
when i dream now it's dark. there's no way out of it. there's nothing to take me from the darkness. there's nowhere to go. it's hot and dark and quiet. no matter how far i go, i can run forever, and it never ends.
that's what i dream. that's what i see every time i blink.
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presenze
2004-06-08 22:26
Michael Buonauro, friend and user of iRev, ended his life May 28. We remember how incredible Michael was: Creative, funny, thoughtful, and caring.
Michael uploaded to his unknownhero.com website the final chapter of his "Marvelous Bob" story, seemed to make right with himself and those around him, and then ended his life. He uploaded the final chapter the day before his death, but did not publish its existance on the main website.
In the final chapter the main character, the hero Bob, dies. The Hero's last thought is of his beloved Gracie. In his death, he gives his strength to the city, giving the city his powers to resolve their conflicts and crises. He dies for a purpose, a good purpose, with a good heart.
The final chapter to his book was published today at http://UnknownHero.com
Michael's mother has posted an open letter for Michael's friends and fans on Michael's personal website,