For you special.
For everything I don't have to do right now, I should have more things to say. At the very least, I need to get on the write-ups of my Canadian vacation and my thoughts about pimp posts. And buckle down, get the right reference materials, and start my next big fic project - or work on getting three or four shorter pieces out of the way.
It's easy for me to get depressed when I think about how little I make use of where I'm living right now, how I want time to adjust, and how much pressure's on me to both explore and enjoy the city as much as possible and to put that same amount of effort into finding a job. I've been here for about six weeks already, and once I get a job I'll have the ways and means to settle my time down. I know I should have them right now, but without enough external constraints - four hours twice a week isn't enough - it's gotten easy for me to start drifting.
Someone linked to this video on the human voice a couple of days ago, and Terkel got it right on his first try. Watching it reminded me of what I hate about living here right now: there's no human voices. Thursday was a terrible day for me and it took a human voice to get me out of it, and if I hadn't had plans for someone to come over already I don't think I'd have gotten any face-to-face voices that day. It's very easy for me to talk myself out of communications, and I like to think I might well have called someone if I'd known I'd be spending the evening by myself. But there's really no way I can know for certain, and I don't want to try getting back there to test it out.
It's easy for me to get depressed when I think about how little I make use of where I'm living right now, how I want time to adjust, and how much pressure's on me to both explore and enjoy the city as much as possible and to put that same amount of effort into finding a job. I've been here for about six weeks already, and once I get a job I'll have the ways and means to settle my time down. I know I should have them right now, but without enough external constraints - four hours twice a week isn't enough - it's gotten easy for me to start drifting.
Someone linked to this video on the human voice a couple of days ago, and Terkel got it right on his first try. Watching it reminded me of what I hate about living here right now: there's no human voices. Thursday was a terrible day for me and it took a human voice to get me out of it, and if I hadn't had plans for someone to come over already I don't think I'd have gotten any face-to-face voices that day. It's very easy for me to talk myself out of communications, and I like to think I might well have called someone if I'd known I'd be spending the evening by myself. But there's really no way I can know for certain, and I don't want to try getting back there to test it out.
