OK, I'll do a real update. For no reason at all.
So, I... am an introvert. This is something that has been proven time and time again, but I never really want to accept it. It's just how I am. Once you get me going, I'll converse just fine, but if I don't know you, I won't start a conversation with you unless I need too. "It's not a disinterest, I'm just a timid guy." I would love to have a conversation, but I am always worried I am getting on someones nerves. And between my anxiety and shyness I can tell I often look grumpy too people instead of friendly, when really, I'm not grumpy. This especially happens at work. Well, happened at work, I haven't been called in since last Friday.
So, I am an introvert. It's not something I am really happy with, but it's the truth. I certainly don't want to be an extrovert, but I'd like to be a little more in the middle. But for a while now I have been imagining complete solitude. In the most extreme I imagine getting rid of everything I own, donating it all to something, and moving into the forest some day. Completely naked. And starting from scratch entirely. In todays age, something like that seems entirely impossible, doesn't it? I mean, how many of us non-boyscouts can start a fire without matches? Could you make a shelter without any tools? Catch food? What do you wear in the wilderness, if you can't catch an animal, what do you wear? A belt with leaves hanging from it?
Anyway.
So every night at about 2 this cat comes by the appartment and starts meowing. Until tonight I had never actually seen it, but I finally saw it and actually went outside to see what it was like. Scared. >.< It wouldn't let me get too close to it, about fifteen feet. Anyway, the thing is gigantic, too fat to be a stray, so I hope, at least, he has a good home and is just being let out for some exercise at night.
So, back to my job, and being here in Washington. Things are really the same here as they were back home, only no one knows me here. If my job doesn't pick back up, I'll be broke by the end of March, maybe April, and have to move back home. I don't want to get a different job. I came out here to try something new, and I'm not liking it out here enough to stay if I can't get a real job at NOA. Back home would have better pay and lower living expenses. I could save up again and try something else. I'd kind of like to end up somewhere more culturaly diverse. I'm getting tired of America all together.
So, since I haven't had work in a week, I've been practicing hermitism. Broke my previous record for longest facial hair (which grows like a 12 year old girl's facial hair). Just been all around kind of slobby with myself and lazy. Playing a few games, Mount&Blade, MOHAA, RuneScape and Pokemon Ruby (shut up, it's fun).
Last Saturday I went to a party at HotPocket's place, met him for the first time ever, as well as Venice, hippomonki, brokenbeatnik,Arcanite_pdx, plus some other people I can't find or aren't on SG. It was cool meeting them all, but I was too quite and didn't really mingle enough.
Anyway, I think I am out of things to say.
Oh, also Suicidal_george.
So, I... am an introvert. This is something that has been proven time and time again, but I never really want to accept it. It's just how I am. Once you get me going, I'll converse just fine, but if I don't know you, I won't start a conversation with you unless I need too. "It's not a disinterest, I'm just a timid guy." I would love to have a conversation, but I am always worried I am getting on someones nerves. And between my anxiety and shyness I can tell I often look grumpy too people instead of friendly, when really, I'm not grumpy. This especially happens at work. Well, happened at work, I haven't been called in since last Friday.
So, I am an introvert. It's not something I am really happy with, but it's the truth. I certainly don't want to be an extrovert, but I'd like to be a little more in the middle. But for a while now I have been imagining complete solitude. In the most extreme I imagine getting rid of everything I own, donating it all to something, and moving into the forest some day. Completely naked. And starting from scratch entirely. In todays age, something like that seems entirely impossible, doesn't it? I mean, how many of us non-boyscouts can start a fire without matches? Could you make a shelter without any tools? Catch food? What do you wear in the wilderness, if you can't catch an animal, what do you wear? A belt with leaves hanging from it?
Anyway.
So every night at about 2 this cat comes by the appartment and starts meowing. Until tonight I had never actually seen it, but I finally saw it and actually went outside to see what it was like. Scared. >.< It wouldn't let me get too close to it, about fifteen feet. Anyway, the thing is gigantic, too fat to be a stray, so I hope, at least, he has a good home and is just being let out for some exercise at night.
So, back to my job, and being here in Washington. Things are really the same here as they were back home, only no one knows me here. If my job doesn't pick back up, I'll be broke by the end of March, maybe April, and have to move back home. I don't want to get a different job. I came out here to try something new, and I'm not liking it out here enough to stay if I can't get a real job at NOA. Back home would have better pay and lower living expenses. I could save up again and try something else. I'd kind of like to end up somewhere more culturaly diverse. I'm getting tired of America all together.
So, since I haven't had work in a week, I've been practicing hermitism. Broke my previous record for longest facial hair (which grows like a 12 year old girl's facial hair). Just been all around kind of slobby with myself and lazy. Playing a few games, Mount&Blade, MOHAA, RuneScape and Pokemon Ruby (shut up, it's fun).
Last Saturday I went to a party at HotPocket's place, met him for the first time ever, as well as Venice, hippomonki, brokenbeatnik,Arcanite_pdx, plus some other people I can't find or aren't on SG. It was cool meeting them all, but I was too quite and didn't really mingle enough.
Anyway, I think I am out of things to say.
Oh, also Suicidal_george.
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