As I send email at this late hour I thought about it.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5813364&forum_id=2\u0026show=week#49533024)

Here's the secret of life: none of this shit matters at all. You are dust. There is nothing else. Just do whatever the fuck you want, and have some fun with it. I like working all the time. I like doing a lot of coke. I like spending a lot at bars, getting drunk, doing coke, and passing out in my clothes. I like fantasizing about the suicide I don't have the balls to pull off. I like seeing the deal close; I like emailing a first year on his anniversary and making him come back to the office, because I like the company and he could use the training. Deals have to close, motherfucker. They have to close. I like skipping stones on the water, doing some coke, billing some hours, fantasizing about drowning myself, doing some coke, and going back to the office. I just like enjoying life and kicking back. But you need to figure out what works for you, because no one here is living for you-- and you have to remember that and live for yourself.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5813364&forum_id=2\u0026show=week#49538825)