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Another week has gone by.
I am starting to not miss people. I don't know if its good old Idahoan apathy, the kind that makes it so no one even bothers to run for the democratic party in elections. Or maybe it is just that I really don't want to see or talk to any of you right now. Or maybe its that I can't see or talk to any of you guys, so my subconcious is fixing it so I don't get depressed.
My dad wanted me to move in to the apartment he has. And then we found a renter. And then he decided the renter wasn't up to snuff. So he wanted me to move in again. I was going to move in today, but at breakfast my grandma told me that there are three guys who wanted to look at the apartment and maybe move in. So maybe I won't be moving in at all. I am starting to find the whole thing quite amusing.
Work is boredom and drudgery. Sometimes I can find the answers in our training exercises, but I am tired of all the people who can't even figure out how to toggle between one window and another. I know that lots of people are not as computer literate as I am, but since I am not allowed to work ahead, I have long streches of my day where I do nothing. I'm not allowed to sleep, so I just sit there and stare at the screen.
Which seems like a metaphor of my life somehow. Long periods of just sitting there, watching life pass me by because I never mastered the mechanics of actually living in. Like social skills and graces, and money management, and hard work and determination. Or maybe thats a bad analogy.
I get to plant corn today.
I am starting to not miss people. I don't know if its good old Idahoan apathy, the kind that makes it so no one even bothers to run for the democratic party in elections. Or maybe it is just that I really don't want to see or talk to any of you right now. Or maybe its that I can't see or talk to any of you guys, so my subconcious is fixing it so I don't get depressed.
My dad wanted me to move in to the apartment he has. And then we found a renter. And then he decided the renter wasn't up to snuff. So he wanted me to move in again. I was going to move in today, but at breakfast my grandma told me that there are three guys who wanted to look at the apartment and maybe move in. So maybe I won't be moving in at all. I am starting to find the whole thing quite amusing.
Work is boredom and drudgery. Sometimes I can find the answers in our training exercises, but I am tired of all the people who can't even figure out how to toggle between one window and another. I know that lots of people are not as computer literate as I am, but since I am not allowed to work ahead, I have long streches of my day where I do nothing. I'm not allowed to sleep, so I just sit there and stare at the screen.
Which seems like a metaphor of my life somehow. Long periods of just sitting there, watching life pass me by because I never mastered the mechanics of actually living in. Like social skills and graces, and money management, and hard work and determination. Or maybe thats a bad analogy.
I get to plant corn today.