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Worked late tonight, when I was thinking, with all the big stuff that happened early in the week, that it would only be small stuff. But... you guessed it... I was wrong. :-) The big thing on Monday was not too hard; but there were other things that grabbed me and I dealt.

There was one guy in one of the group presentations I made who had his head in his hands over something that was pretty hard to deal with; and he said something that made me think. He said that it seems that the amount of stress one dealt with was directly proportional to the amount of money one got paid. And I think that that is correct in this company and, maybe, in most good companies. That they reward those that do take on more than they're comfortable with. Thing is that I'd never really associated a link between risk-taking and ulcer-making if you get my drift.

So all these other folks that are playing at this higher level are just as stressed and as uncomfortable and as capable of worry as I am, in some ways. Sure, there's some people that appear to just take it all in stride, but now I've worked with some of those folks, heck, I've appeared to BE one of those folks. And I know now that at least some of them actually feel something like I do. And, yes, there are some that just don't worry, like John. But there are enough like me for me to understand that I may be doing it the way others do. That seems right in a root kind of way.

Now what I have to do is just figure out what my balance of this hard stuff is that will pay me what I want to be paid, give me as much real growth as I really want, and still not damage/really hurt me. At least I know some more about the axis I'm playing against, now.

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Thing is that I'd never really associated a link between risk-taking and ulcer-making if you get my drift.

Chuang Tzu was one day fishing, when the Prince of Ch'u sent two high officials to interview him, saying that his Highness would be glad of Chuang Tzu's assistance in the administration of his government. The latter quietly fished on, and without looking round, replied, "I have heard that in the State of Ch'u there is a sacred tortoise, which has been dead three thousand years, and which the prince keeps packed up in a box on the altar in his ancestral shrine.  Now do you think that tortoise would rather be dead and have its remains thus honoured, or be alive and wagging its tail in the mud?"  The two officials answered that no doubt it would rather be alive and wagging its tail in the mud; whereupon Chuang Tzu cried out "Begone!  I too elect to remain wagging my tail in the mud."

Chuang Tzu, "Independence"

Well I'm packing up my game and I'm a head out west
Where real women come equipped with scripts and fake breasts
Find a nest in the hills chill like Flynt
Buy an old drop top find a spot to pimp
And I'm a Kid Rock it up and down your block
With a bottle of scotch and watch lots of crotch
Buy yacht with a flag sayin' chillin the most
Then rock that bitch up and down the coast
Give a toast to the sun, drink with the stars
Get thrown in the mix and tossed out of bars
Then to Tijuana... I wanna roam
Find Motown and tell them fools to come back home
Start an escort service, for all the right reasons
And set up shop at the top of four seasons
Kid Rock and I'm the real mccoy
And I'm headin' out west sucker...because I wanna be a
Cowboy

--Kid Rock, "Cowboy"