Chuck Taylors and The Pillows

I'm a workaholic without a job

I read this on Kevin Pereira's blog today:

Whenever I log on to the net, inevitably, I end up working. I'm scrounging "cool" stories and links for the show, I'm emailing potential guests to gauge interest, I'm downloading the latest demos to try and find something halfway appealing (heaven forbid I simply get to play a game for the sake of having some fun)…

It's my fault. It doesn't have to be like this, but I make it so. I'm a workaholic; a labor-masochist, if you will. If I'm spending a single idle cycle online, I immediately feel guilty for not having some explicit work-related purpose.

When I read this I realized that I do the exact thing. The only difference between myself and the co-host of The Screen Savers is the fact that he gets paid. As most of you know, I "work" at the college radio station. I do stuff for the news, I anchor sports news one day a week and produce some games, get stuff for the promotions department, and I have a weekly morning show in which we like to invite down local bands to play and be interviewed. And, as Periera stated earlier, everytime I get on the internet, I do very little other then work. I seem to spend all my time either researching new ideas for stories, reminding myself of that company's phone number that is supposed to give us something, or looking up local bands to be on my show. I think I spend more time on radio stuff then I do on my actual class work. I know that's not healthy. Not to mention my review site. I really like writing the reviews, but it is becoming work and I just wanted something fun while getting a little journalistic experience. I do read other blogs, but they are all the celebrity blogs that I don't even have time to appreciate their work anymore. Reading these blogs are just a constant reminder of how busy I am. I can't remember the last time I watched "The Screen Savers," and that's the place I aspire to work at someday. I rarely get to listen to Hilary Duff anymore, I probably wouldn't listen to her if I didn't have an iPod. I'm a self-proclaimed music junkie and now it is a burden to sit down and listen to an album to review. Wasn't college supposed to be fun. Okay, it is, I do kinda enjoy doing these things, but I wish I would "enjoy" my homework also. That is where my time should be devoted. Later Days.