Bar, beer and texas hold'em

Now, as usual I feel that nothing special has happened in my somewhat seemingly drab life, but this time I have to admit that this ain't anything close to the truth. I've started to work as a volunteer in the student-pub "Uglebo". Now this here is a blog I wanted to write yesterday as I was walking home from work but found myself too sleepy to go through with. The base of it all was reflecting on how I could be SO happy with working in the bar when I don't get paid other than two beers after closing time. It hit me that, sure, I don't make much material goods with this job but the feeling, the fun I have, the friends I make. It's worth it, simple as that. Sure I have to do a job that I actually find kinda amusing and sure I can't start to drink as early as I sometimes have been known to do.... You get the point. So it hit me, I don't really think I'm that material, it's seldom the pure materialism in things that appeal to me, it's not a woman's outer beauty, it's the inner, it's not the pay that decides what I want to be, it's the actual enviroment and work itself. It's all about enjoying the most, the best, at all times. I'm NOT going to die with regret, I'm not going to lead such a life, I'm going to enjoy this all the way, for that's the true meaning of life.