Jan 22, 2005 18:02
I keep going back and forth on the issue of where to live. When I'm out here in the Valley, I want to move to Boston. I went to Boston, and I really wanted to get out of there too. Perhaps this is a sign.
I don't really know.
I think for the moment, I'm going to try to get a place where I can. As I type this I'm leaning toward the Valley, but that might shift in five minutes. Aaron needs to get back to me so I can see what he's got going with the whole apartment thing. Kate is going to look at the apartment in Boston (which I didn't get to see, despite a bunch of driving) and take pictures of it for me. If I have only one acceptible options, I'll go with that. If I have more than one, I'll weigh them and see what happens.
I'm trying to ignore the possibility of no acceptible options.
On one subject I am sure, though: I want to quit my current job. I have enough money to live for a little while (longer out here, since it's much cheaper). I could conceivably quit my job right fucking now and continue to live (assuming that my current cost of living continues) for a few months. I'd rather not. I'd rather find a job that doesn't drive me to madness and misery. I can't take Relay any longer, so I choose not to take it. At least this will motivate me to get off my ass and find a job that I don't fucking hate.
Stress. So much stress. At least if I quit my job, I'll be able to de-stress next week by going clubbing and dancing lots. That makes me feel a bit better, usually. There have been acceptions, of course.