Missing The Good Ol' Days

I was just thinking about how much I absolutly hate sitting behind a desk for at least 48 hours a week, and thats a short week. I miss my old routine, wake up ass early, run until I puke, shower and work until 1700. It was shorter days, but every single day with 30 people around me at all times. Here I wake up pretty much when I want, go to the gym, and come to work and sit behind a computer for 12 hours a night and let the mosquitos dine on me. Granted if I was where I want to be I would be in a self dug hole of relationship problems and dealing with Katrina clean up but still, I would at least feel alive. All I do is drink, drink, drink, eat if I can and sleep, now is that really what I want to be doing, yes, so it seems.