The New Year
So it's now 2011. According to a lot of theories relating to Eschaton the world is supposed to end next year or the year after. But I find this hard to believe to be honest. I am somehow sure that when the world does end, it will be in completely unexceptional circumstances and probably without direct human observation. Although the metaphor is slightly depressing the fact is in some ways my world did end last year. At the end I finally moved out of home in a bit of a rush. It wasn't really very well planned and it was in slightly tenuous circumstances but it's a move towards true financial independence. Now that I have an income, even if a truly meager one barely capable of supporting myself without the continued monthly stipend from my parents I must turn my sights to a job that is more consistent not only in both hours and wage, but also in conditions. I am dearly hoping that the comment that I hear from people that it is easier to find a job when you are currently in paying gainful employ is true and this will allow me to move onto a higher but modest career in the near future.
This sounds like a goal, but I'm not making a new years resolution. When I thought about it, these are almost like promises you make to another person and not ones you make to yourself. I already have made promises to myself and I have made ones that I feel are manageable and within my means to achieve. I have greater goals to be sure, yet without the small steps to reach them they are great insurmountable steps in the distance that I cannot reach. One goal I have though is to update this journal at least once a week for this year. This is partly so that my parents and family can know about my life when I'm not around to ask, but also as an incentive to engage me with social media. I approve of such things but I always find myself trapped in the role of a passive consumer and in constant difficulty to motivate myself to engage directly. In some respects I find it a tiring chore to peruse through all of the information that the Internet gives me access to. At the few clicks of a mouse button and a few deft gestures with it I can find out what my now 103 Facebook friends have done are posted in the local news and what they have done with various applications on it. That's only one spectrum of the social media available to me.
I suspect that in the coming months much of what I do manage to post her will be disorganised and ambling thoughts such as this. In slightly more domestic news, I am trying to manage out a system to reliably eat fruit and vegetables with my meals. The manner in which Gary and Kellie (my housemates) eat is such that they cook things in the oven and play games while they wait. I on the other hand prefer to grill and fry, leading to meals with longer preparation in general. I like to game with them, so I think preparing portions of both my vegetables and fruit in advance will be crucial in maximising playtime complatibility. It will also probably be slightly more efficient with the fridge space.
This sounds like a goal, but I'm not making a new years resolution. When I thought about it, these are almost like promises you make to another person and not ones you make to yourself. I already have made promises to myself and I have made ones that I feel are manageable and within my means to achieve. I have greater goals to be sure, yet without the small steps to reach them they are great insurmountable steps in the distance that I cannot reach. One goal I have though is to update this journal at least once a week for this year. This is partly so that my parents and family can know about my life when I'm not around to ask, but also as an incentive to engage me with social media. I approve of such things but I always find myself trapped in the role of a passive consumer and in constant difficulty to motivate myself to engage directly. In some respects I find it a tiring chore to peruse through all of the information that the Internet gives me access to. At the few clicks of a mouse button and a few deft gestures with it I can find out what my now 103 Facebook friends have done are posted in the local news and what they have done with various applications on it. That's only one spectrum of the social media available to me.
I suspect that in the coming months much of what I do manage to post her will be disorganised and ambling thoughts such as this. In slightly more domestic news, I am trying to manage out a system to reliably eat fruit and vegetables with my meals. The manner in which Gary and Kellie (my housemates) eat is such that they cook things in the oven and play games while they wait. I on the other hand prefer to grill and fry, leading to meals with longer preparation in general. I like to game with them, so I think preparing portions of both my vegetables and fruit in advance will be crucial in maximising playtime complatibility. It will also probably be slightly more efficient with the fridge space.