These last few days have been, frankly, rather boring. When the most exciting thing in your day is when you stick a new wick in a candle, then, yeah, I think you can say that your life is pretty boring right now.
I know it could be worse. My life could be actively bad. But right now it's fallen into the routine of take Carrie to work, get her coffee, come home, write in this blog, do my daily grind, have breakfast, work for a couple of hours, play Animal Crossing and eat lunch, pick Carrie up for lunch (or bring her home on split-shift days), work some more hours in the afternoon, have dinner (and take Carrie back to the store on split-shift days), then try to find something to do during the evening so as to not be completely bored (usually involves reading interesting web sites—last night it was this one), then going to bed.
The boring routine-ness of my days coupled with the fact that I've been really tired for no reason whatsoever is making me a little frustrated. Frustrated? Maybe stir-crazy is the right word. Heck, did you know that on Monday I never stepped a single foot outside of my house?
I love working from home, don't get me wrong, but sometimes it's nice to talk to see more people than just Carrie (and the people at Starbucks) during the course of the day. I know that if I were working in a job around people that I'd start going crazy in a couple of months, like what happened at Cobalt.
So, like I said, I know my life could be worse. My life doesn't suck right now. It's just... boring.
Well, tomorrow night a whole bunch of Bead Babes are coming over, so that'll be nice (the company will be nice, but not the dirty dishes they leave in their wake).
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Thursday, February 23, 2006
Booooooring
posted by Christopher at 8:58 AM 
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