And just like Arthur Dent...
Posted 2004-09-21-0000
... my life just keeps getting worse. Ok... so it's not quite "end of the world" worse, but still.Two very big projects due next week. Honours due in about 50 days. And I would say that is less than half of it.
So I'm going to spend the next while (days, probably), since noone is talking to me, on myself. I'm going to ponder just exactly what I want.
Arthur Dent does have a few things going for him. He has (had? To keep it simple, I will use current tense) a home, he has a job he is (atleast) content with. I really want to find a job that I enjoy, and I'm good at. Space of my own, away from everyone, a confortable little hole hidden from the world is high importance. A stable, long-term relationship... hummm... we will see....
Hey, I did say this was for me... Ok... so that isn't going to happen over night, but, for the sake of argument, let me put a date on that... My 30th birthday. 30? That's just 8 years away. Eepp. Will I make it? Will I still be alive?