Mar 05, 2007 18:36
...just not going out a whole lot right now. Part of it is the isolation that comes with winter. Part of it is the isolation that comes from being so fucking isolated. I'm vaguely aware that there is an outside world. It may even extend beyond the 7 block path between work and my bedroom. :)
I'm just heavily into the recluse mode right now. There's something strangely nest-like about my bedroom. I spend a lot of time online chatting and gaming with friends, multi-tasked with maybe an hour or two of tv. (Supernatural, The Dresden Files, and Smallville -- depending on the night.) Cookbooks and novels surround my bed.
There's a bit of a mess piled up around my computer that I should probably clear away before I take the garbage out tonight. Scraps of paper notes, pop bottles, oatmeal packs, coffee cups, burnt cd packages... I really need to organize.
I'm not really that busy -- I usually have either the day or the evening off, and could really be doing more right now. That strange combination of idleness and restlessness that leaves you wanting more, but with no clue where to find it. Maybe I'll just stay in. It's better than going out, getting drunk, and seeing what happens.
I need an adventure.