mt. vesuvius

Sometimes I really get tired of people. I know that I am supposed to love people, and do unto others and all that jazz, but sometimes I just don't want to. People just get on my nerves. I think it may have something to do with my ineptitude at dealing with my own emotions. Rather than being able to effectively express how I feel, I tend to bottle things up. Then when the time is right, usually after some insignificant thing, I explode. More often than not, those eruptions are directed at people who don't deserve it (especially Allison... sorry baby). If only I could learn how to release things as they affect me, or maybe better, just let things slide, I would probably be a lot better off. Then again, it is quite possible that there is nothing wrong with me, and it's other people who are stupid. I'm sure that's what it is...

definition

Sometimes I think it would just be easier if things in life (read: job) were more defined. Don't get me wrong. I like the abstract, but somedays I think it would be nice to have someone say "fix this car" or "flip that burger" or even "clean that urinal". The types of jobs that are accompanied by those directives are important, but at the end of the day, they're done. You don't have to go home thinking, "I didn't flip that one last burger, so how is that going to affect the mission tomorrow." Nor do you have to worry about coming up with your own plan or schedule. It's all defined for you. The boss said that the bathroom's dirty, so you go clean it. Easy enough. I'm not saying that I'm gonna quit my day job and go find work someplace where I take direct orders and accomplish simple, or at the very least to-the-point, tasks. But sometimes I do think it would be nice...

in the beginning

My first entry into the world of blogging. This is just a test at this point. I'm not in the most optimal of places to begin trying this, but I find myself with a little bit of time on my hands... so why not. Let's see where this thing goes...