I have finally figured out what I don’t like about this job. It’s so obvious I am amazed I didn’t notice before. It is simply this: I am lonely and bored.
I work from home, thus I spend an inordinate amount of time alone. I spent a HELL of a lot of time alone as an only child living out in the country-side. As a matter of fact, I got my fill of “alone” during my youth. I crave company. I am a social creature. In my past jobs, I have had a lab to run and other editors in the lab from time to time. Heck, before in this job I worked from a friend’s house who worked for the same company. Nice. But for the last two years or so, I’ve been alone at home. Sure, my homies on #husi have got my back, but that’s not exactly face to face social. Not sure what to do about this. I think I will have to give it some long-term thought on how I can change my situation without taking it in the financial poop-chute.
Twitter has turned me into a jerk.
So I have been playing with the whole Twitter thing for a while now. I have two accounts, one for business and one for personal. The business account has been okay, I get some good information from the people I follow and I have amassed (trimmed for spammers and the like) a couple of hundred followers. Not too shabby. On my personal account, I follow a lot of RPG and beer people. Overall, it has been an interesting little distraction.
The problem is I have developed an irrational dislike for a few people whom I follow. Rest assured, none of them are from HuSi or even vaguely associated with HuSi.
One person on my business account is simply a pie-in-the-sky cheerleader for certain technologies. An unrepentant blind optimist who intersperses his overly-cheery technology posts with bits about his day, his dog, and his kids. Now, I don’t mind those family things so much but it’s all done with this attitude of “Look how AWESOME my life is.” I had to stop following him. He does, on occasion, have some interesting things to say and he works for one of our biggest clients.
The other person on my personal account I stopped following last night. She is one of my beer people. She was interesting at first, but has verbal diarrhea and indulges in relentless self-promotion. She’s a recognized part of the Twitter beer “community” and seems to think that this makes her important somehow. It’s pretty sad, actually. Her validation in life seems to be coming from being a girl that drinks beer and has an opinion about it (she blogs about it too). I stopped following her last night. I can’t take the relentless self promotion anymore.
Why do I feel bad about now following these people? I should just be able to let their bullshit roll off of my back like water off a duck, right? Why do they make me angry? WHY HULK SMASH? Bah. I’m too hard on myself.
There is depressingly little to report on the beer front. My co-brewer and I have both been shit-stomped at work so neither of us has had time to really get with the brewing. We do have a nice Imperial Ginger that we put about eight ounces of fresh grated ginger into. That’s looking sweet. And our Oktoberfest is lagering in our lagerator/chest freezer. Won’t be ready until mid-November, but looks, smells and tastes AWESOME already. Don’t know when we are going to get to brew again, but hot damn and hot butter, it needs to be soon!
I will be putting away the convertible Buick soon. Last weekend I fixed the switches for the driver’s window, so I can put the window up. Now that is set, I need to drive it up to my buddy’s place for storage. Rather pay him than some storage joint. Next year will be big on working on the Buick. I need to get a tilt steering column into it, raise the body with a lift kit (got a bad case of Buick sag-ass), put on dual exhaust, and install an electronic distribution system. Plus various tune up and electrical. The big one will be fixing the back windows next year. The one is seriously off the track. I don’t know much about that kind of thing, so it will be a bit of an adventure. But that’s all for next year. For now it’s Sta-bil in the gas tank and Seafoam in the oil.
I’m not going to do my normal rant on the insanity of the Republicans. For politics all I’m going to say is this:
Public Option for health care.
Let homosexuals marry everywhere.
We need to get both of these things done. People are dyin’ and people are cryin’. It doesn’t have to be that way for either of them.
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