Time isn't on my side

You know what sucks? Working sucks.

Hold on. Perhaps I've spoken too quickly, too rashly. Working, in fact, does not inherently suck. It simply creates multiple opportunities for one to realize that they should be doing something else. I'm sure of it now. I don't think any profession short of crime fighter would sustain my attention for longer than a month or so. And that truly is sad.

Right now I'm at work at my night job, clearly not working in an efficient manner. I'm not even sure why I'm still working here, quite frankly. I think it may be because it gives me a chance to advance through my PSP queue on the way home (mass transit at any other time of day hardly affords the space nor the comfort one needs to truly delve into strategic nuance). Is that reason enough to sacrifice valuable hours my day? Of my youth? I could argue either way.

What I should be doing right now is attempting to decrease the ever present to-do list that encapsulates my psyche, albeit from behind the scenes. This list includes the clearing of my Netflix queue of the tripe that currently inhabitates it. One should assume that the third time a film gets moved from the top spot back down to say, 50, one does not really want to see that film. I do not live by such black and white standards. Upon perusal of a weeks DVD releases, they all go on the list. I rarely admit to my own faults, but herein lies one epic in scale. One that cannot be rectified through mere deletion, but through the complete annihilation of hundreds of hours of my existence.

The same goes for video games. Well not the same insomuch as I have rivers of mediocrity to wallow through, but rather I'm notably behind where I would like to be at this point in my life. Embarrasingly so. I've contemplated taking vacations solely to catch up on various entertainment media, but I always relent upon considering the prospect of relating my daily adventures. It's become evident that because of all the time I spend in my various means of employ, my recreational life has become dangerously routine.

My ultimate goal in life is be bored for once. I cannot honestly say that at any point in time right now. There is always a movie that must be seen, a game that must be played, a book begging for a read, a friend that must be accompanied, a practice test that must be taken... That's another thing. Somehow I have to reteach myself the fundamentals of EE, as well as a smattering of Civil Engineering principles, by April.

*Sigh*

Good thing there's whisky...