Funny how life can be so unfunny at times.

Good morning Party People!

Wow what a day yesterday. It started out with me just getting ready for work, a place I really didn't feel like going. Not so much because of the job itself, but rather I wanted to spend my time working on my business. So I get in my car and when I turn it on I see the check engine light come on. Now with light comes on it might as well just say "You're fucked" because that's pretty much what it means. So I call out for work and head to the dealership to see if they can find the problem. Turns out it's an emissions problem that's going to cost me 400 bucks which I don't have.

Truth be told I could have gone to work after I left the dealership but I knew there's no way I'm going to have the money I need from my current job, I just won't. So I decided to start pitching businesses near where I live. I thought it would be great practice, there are so many reactions that I need to be prepared for and I got a chance to but my salesman shoes on again.

My first pitch went ok. I didn't get a sale but the guy was nice enough to talk to me. I had my pitch, he had his rebuttals, I had my counters but at the end of the day spending money isn't something he wanted to do. I was pissed about it admittingly. Then again once my ego stopped screaming I thought back about this restaurants food, his staff, and the decor and I realized that this guy probably doesn't like spending money on anything, in other words I shouldn't take it too personally.
That's an important thing, because I'm going to hear a lot of it before this is all done. I can't take the last rejection into the next business.

I was kind of bummed out for the rest of the day. Now in the past when I was depressed I was hardwired to either gorge myself with junk food, waste the entire day playing video games, or perhaps indulge myself in vice. I was tempted to do all of these but I ended up doing something else. I picked up my guitar and started playing, a new song started to pour out of me, well trickled anyways. It seems to be about the blues during the holidays that come around . I never used to get down about the holidays but over the past few years they seem to get worse and worse. I'd never would want to go back to my old life but I have to admit that there's a certain sting to spending the holidays with your own family one year and then having it all gone the next. I found myself this Thanksgiving thinking about every gal I've ever loved or been involved with and wondering how this Thanksgiving would have been different had we been together. In the end I found that I hold more anger about some of my past relationships than I thought I did, good thing I'm an artist huh?

So in closing I started out the day with a bunch of problems and ended with a bunch of prospects. Now it's all about taking the next baby step to turn those prospects into solutions, I've done this before and I'll do it again!

The Times are a Changing!

What's shakin Party People!

Welcome to my new blog! Since the last time I wrote I noticed that after I was finished writing I had to post what ever it was that I wrote to about 4 blog sites. So now I think I'm just going to focus on this one site and see how it goes for the time being.

A lot of things have been changing for me over the past few months. I'm happy to say that at the center of this maelstrom of chaos was me forcing and pushing these changes into place. I don't say this to boast , I only mention this because I feel a sense of pride when it comes to moving my own life in a new direction. Usually I did how most of us do when it comes to things like this. I waited and waited for something big to happen that would propel my life further. Well I got tired of waiting so I made the move. The cool thing about it all is that if this whole new direction goes swirling around the bowl then I only have myself to blame, I'm fine with that...this is me.

So I have my two promo pieces ready to go and to show my prospective clients. I have my business cards ready to hand out. Oh by the way , if you ever are going to have some cards made do yourself a favor and pay the 15 bucks to have the cards cut for you. I did this myself the other day, the cutting I mean. Why? Simple, because deep down in my roots I can still be a stereotypical cheap ass Mexican who hates paying for shit. I learned my lesson though as all the business cards I'll be handing out are in the shape of a rhombus.

So I got home today and had a look around my apartment/office. The manager in me took over and was disgusted by how dirty my floors were. Did I say disgusted? I meant DisGusted. Ok so I went to go buy a new broom to sweep up before I mopped the kitchen. As I was sweeping I was amazed by how much cat hair was on the floor that I had never noticed until I swept. I think my cat Oscar was hiding it there on purpose.

He can be a real dick sometimes.

Well I after I finished the clean up I then used some carpet freshener on the floor and needless to say my place has never smelled this nice before.

Well that's it for now , till next time Party People,
Keep on a Chooglin!