Summer Weekend Blues
It being a rainy Saturday night, with nothing to do... Nowhere to go... No people to talk too. I must be truly bored, as even the video games can't hold me enraptured for more than a couple of minutes. Maybe it's just because I restarted playing one of the games from the start, if only to try something different. Nevermind that I'm exploiting the system and playing a low-level character with a bunch of equipment I got from the first time I played around...
I'm also glad that the Phoenix bound friends have managed to make it to Arizona relatively unhindered. Being out of touch for long periods of time tend to make you turn into a basket case... Something I don't look forward too when I move out of here and into my own place. Becoming too much a Hermit makes me lose touch with people, and the more I do that... The less likely I'll be to want to deal with them.
Funny how my current job has me dealing with people first hand. I touch so many lives, in so many different ways. In direct opposition to my reserved nature I spend my day relating to them and try to serve their interests. Maybe it's my subconcious wish to be a masochist that's got me in the situations I've placed myself in. As if living with Theater Majors wasn't the first sign that I was seeking some serious self-punishment.
As the sun falls beneath the horizon, I have this sudden urge to go out and do something. Nevermind that I don't really have the cash to do it, nor the friends to do it with. Then on Monday I start the whole process with work all over again. Bleah... I think I'll definitely go stir-crazy if I don't get out. Maybe I'll go do just that... Hopefully it'll improve my mood greatly.
I'm also glad that the Phoenix bound friends have managed to make it to Arizona relatively unhindered. Being out of touch for long periods of time tend to make you turn into a basket case... Something I don't look forward too when I move out of here and into my own place. Becoming too much a Hermit makes me lose touch with people, and the more I do that... The less likely I'll be to want to deal with them.
Funny how my current job has me dealing with people first hand. I touch so many lives, in so many different ways. In direct opposition to my reserved nature I spend my day relating to them and try to serve their interests. Maybe it's my subconcious wish to be a masochist that's got me in the situations I've placed myself in. As if living with Theater Majors wasn't the first sign that I was seeking some serious self-punishment.
As the sun falls beneath the horizon, I have this sudden urge to go out and do something. Nevermind that I don't really have the cash to do it, nor the friends to do it with. Then on Monday I start the whole process with work all over again. Bleah... I think I'll definitely go stir-crazy if I don't get out. Maybe I'll go do just that... Hopefully it'll improve my mood greatly.