I am so bad at summer vacation. I always have been. As a kid, I would get bored within a few days and start hounding my mom, trying to get her to entertain me. In theory, it's nice to have a few months of R&R before starting the next phase of my life, but in reality I find idleness stressful, not relaxing. Somehow, wasting time is only enjoyable if I'm putting off doing something else I need to do.
Job-hunting is ostensibly my job right now, but it's so free-form and unstructured (not to mention thankless and soul-crushing) that it doesn't feel like I'm working measurably towards a goal. It's nice to have a more quantifiable distraction, like another little job redesigning my friend Max's personal website. Unfortunately, that's going to be done all too soon.
I'm feeling like this blog has become a place for me to come to complain about my problems, and that probably isn't fun to read, if there are in fact people out there reading it. I'm trying to think of something cool, upbeat, and interesting to discuss. Ummm.
Well, I've been watching Six Feet Under. I'm balanced on the edge of deciding to keep watching it or quit, almost done with the second season. It's well-written, but SO. HORRIBLY. SLOW. Internet tells me there are a variety of interesting actor cameos to come, but so far it's been fairly bland. It feels like it takes episodes and episodes for conflicts to play out.
I'm almost done playing through Plants vs. Zombies the second time. I bet you find that exciting, reader. It's not, really, though. Ugh. Auuuuuugggggh.
Somebody give me something to do. Put me to work. I need a job.
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