Monotony Runs Rampant...
Wake up, shower, go to work, go home, go to sleep, repeat 4 more times to round out the week. Try to make plans with my one and only friend in the area to merely get shunned week after week, then back to step 1 on Monday morning. Is this what my life has become? Great! Is this the way it's supposed to be? I think not. I could go to the Boom Boom Room on Friday night and attempt to socialize - but not only am I not too fond of my physical appearance, I don't know that these are the sorts of people I want to socialize with anyway. Other than spinning for a 4 or 5 hour shift, I was never too fond of nightclubs anyway. While I'll admit that I do live in a very beautiful community, I realize at times that I don't necessarily "fit in" with some of these people. Laguna Beach is a very artsy town with seemingly more art galleries than any other town in the world. We have beautiful beaches, but after a year out here, it's like "been there, done that" now. There are tons of nice places to eat... uhhhh - table for one, please? Again, I think not. What I really need to do is start walking every night like I had originally planned when I moved here. Start taking better care of my mind and my body.I reiterate my sentiments with regard to work. I don't hate my job... I don't loathe coming to the office every morning, but I sometimes find myself bored. The production environment here is so hit-or-miss - some days, I'm pulling my hair out with WAY too much work - other days, I sit here trying to figure out what to do next. The crazy days are great because I really enjoy the challenge, and obviously the day progresses so much faster. I sometimes have the feeling that the only person that truly knows how much I bust my ass here is Justin - and that does nothing for progressing my career.Okay, enough bitching again - back to work.