feh
So ends my second week of work.
Makes next week payday week.
Today marks the last day of working morning shit...er, shift. So looking forward to that.
Not that my job is difficult to do on sleep deprivation, but the frustration levels mount all on their own.
All in all, I've put myself more into work and sleep than anything else. And so far, it seems to be going fine. I don't feel the need to constantly check myself to see if it's all somehow going to crack apart at the seams.
And even if I was so inclined, I'm done doing that. I've wasted too many years away doing that.
Realizing that my own _personal_ list of acquaintances is damned small. People that I know of outside of the household or that I know in relation to other members of the household. Or that I know only because of the household. Not entirely sure what to make of that.
While I see many people wandering about trapped in their own little worlds (often to the inconsideration of others), I also see many people drive themselves beyond any means of themselves to fill their lives and selves with absolutely anything that there is.
And I don't want any of it.
I not only lack social skills and social graces (never mind that I can be rather polite about it when necessary), but I completely lack any willingness and motivation towards cultivating any. I don't see the point. Other people (especially in groups. More than 2 people is a group) are highly ... well, anything but what I want to deal with.
I might be anti-social. But first I'd have to give a fuck about social in the first place to be against it.
Sadly, a human being is always, at some level, a social being. And there isn't much help for that.
I suppose I'll have to find something to do with that.
Other than drag it into the backyard and shoot it.
Makes next week payday week.
Today marks the last day of working morning shit...er, shift. So looking forward to that.
Not that my job is difficult to do on sleep deprivation, but the frustration levels mount all on their own.
All in all, I've put myself more into work and sleep than anything else. And so far, it seems to be going fine. I don't feel the need to constantly check myself to see if it's all somehow going to crack apart at the seams.
And even if I was so inclined, I'm done doing that. I've wasted too many years away doing that.
Realizing that my own _personal_ list of acquaintances is damned small. People that I know of outside of the household or that I know in relation to other members of the household. Or that I know only because of the household. Not entirely sure what to make of that.
While I see many people wandering about trapped in their own little worlds (often to the inconsideration of others), I also see many people drive themselves beyond any means of themselves to fill their lives and selves with absolutely anything that there is.
And I don't want any of it.
I not only lack social skills and social graces (never mind that I can be rather polite about it when necessary), but I completely lack any willingness and motivation towards cultivating any. I don't see the point. Other people (especially in groups. More than 2 people is a group) are highly ... well, anything but what I want to deal with.
I might be anti-social. But first I'd have to give a fuck about social in the first place to be against it.
Sadly, a human being is always, at some level, a social being. And there isn't much help for that.
I suppose I'll have to find something to do with that.
Other than drag it into the backyard and shoot it.