i've decided that my job sucks the soul out of my life. i don't know how it got this way, because in the past, i actually sort of *liked* working. now, it's not the case. i dread going in every morning (actually, while i sleep), and leaving the office feels like the weight of atlas has been removed from my back. and worst of all, i don't know how to get out of this rut.
anyways, tonight is OC night. i'm looking forward to the episode. although, last week's season premiere didn't enthuse me so much; i thought that the ending turned too quickly to be believable. *shrug* oh well.
so we have this two-week shutdown at work. at first, they were asking us to work through it, and then they said that we would get the two weeks off. and once again, today, i was asked to work one of the weeks. what the hell is going on? i want my fucking vacation! i *need* my fucking vacation!
on the bright side, e-mail correspondence is going well with orkut girl. we might have dinner next week, which i'm looking forward to, despite the severity of my tics. she's a cool lass, and i'm eagerly anticipating seeing her again.
by the way, i saw _the incredibles_ last night. (yes, a rare weekday social event) it was very good! i enjoyed it thoroughly, so much so that i forgot to tic during a good part of the movie. yes, it was *that* good. and i also liked the short that preceded it, called _boundin'_. sheep and jackalopes are cute!
what's a jackalope, though?
i need a new calling iin life. or any calling. i can't say that being an engineer was a calling of any sort... it was just sort of a default career. i need something i can be passionate about, but what is it? *shrug*
ah well. some people, like me most likely, aren't that lucky.