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30 August 2005 @ 09:14 pm
So much for getting internet. It just so happens after waiting for the asshole technician to show up an hour and a half late, he finds out my outlet isn't active. Now I gotta wait till next Wednesday.

My apartment is finally done, except for the dining room which I really don't care for doing right now. It's my craft room. All the stuff I need for doing other things in the house resides in there.

Anyway, I am going to take picture tonite and have them available at some point in this week. Most likely from my WPI space (if I still have it.)

So, I've noticed a void in my life lately. I thought having a job would give me more time to do what I want. No homework, right? After work I can do what I do? Well, it seems that when you have a place of your own, a lot of responsibility comes with that. However, I think that was mostly due to my need to furnish and decorate the place, and now that that's over, I think I'll have more time.

But for what? I don't really have anyone to kick it with over here at this point. And, odds are, when I do, it'll be high time for me to leave.

Regardless, I have decided to take this time to do things I've been planning to do. Finish those book I started. Finish those games I started. Watch those movies I wanted to watch.

I've also been wanting to write a lot more lately. I've been getting a ton of funny ideas for sketches or stand up ideas from work. I mean, I know it seems like a medium that has been beaten to death, but some of the things I notice, some of the scenes I envision are just so funny that I laugh a little to myself sometimes.

So, I want to turn them into something. I think this is really important at my stage in life because unless I do something fulfilling and satisfying, time is going to fly by. Work just goes, man. Time goes by so fast now, and if I don't do something with it, I'm gonna lose it. I've got this compelling need to just DO.

Yea, my job is cool and all. But I doesn't fulfill me. It doesn't really make me feel anything special. I think this is completely normal and fine. I've got a whole theory about the relevance of work and the pursuit of happiness in life, but no time for that now.I do want to write it down sometime, though.

That's another thing I think is important in life. We've all had those times where we are thinking. We come upon profound thoughts that just, for that moment, make sense out of your life. They offer you clarity and resolution.

And then we forget.

We struggle through life until it happens again. It's cyclical. These moments of truth are rare gifts, and I plan on capturing them from now on. So I can look back on them when I am confused. So I can remind myself that I do get it sometimes, and that I do have some plan worked out in my head; something that's pushing me along even though I'm oblivious to it half the time.