life after school….it does exsist, in fact it keeps rolling along regardless of what i’m doing.
it’s already been over a week since i graduated, and i’m feeling like it was yesterday, i’m ready and willing to just sit on my ass the rest of my life as far as i’m concerned. it just allows me to revel more in work drama and various drama that were otherwise distracted by school and focus and what not. don’t have those distractions anymore, so i guess i gotta keep myself occupied by something. video games are good, real good, and i’m enjoying them thouroghly. i’m finishing up stephen king’s dark tower odyssey which has finally been finished after an eight year hiatus. and i’m finished with chirstmas shopping and that’s fine too.
i always find december as a reflection month. odd that counting crows “long december” comes on at this moment on my girlfriend’s computer. more funny than anything, i suppose, i don’t see any coincidence in it though. i’m sick of coincidence. there’s gotta be something larger than just coincidences. i think it’s more apporpriatly termed “co-ink-ee-dink” it just seems like we dumb things down by calling them coincidences, so why not take it the next step and refer to it in childish terms?
no mind though, i don’t think there’s any point to that.
i feel this kind of serenity now that i’m done with school. i have a shit job that pays the bills, an education that will get me somewhere, my health, and all the food and clothes and support i’ll ever need. yup, sitting pretty comfortable right now. no complaints, nothing. there’s nothing too complain about, except petty things, which is basically everything. music, politics, media, relationships. it’s not a big deal though, it’s easy and it passes the time, much like TV which is just everyday drama concentrated into half-hour sound bites.
i mean, if you work in retail, you are automatically subjected to drama. this person has problems with that person. you side with them, against them, or ignore it. it’s a very dynamic situation, and creates comonalities between people that might not have them anyways. any job is no better, but retail has constantly rotating people that just adds to the mix. more spices create more flavor.
i think i detatched myself from it at some point, but when did it happen? did it happen? i tend to think that my general apathy of everything just creates a foundation for my life, and i suppose if i cared i’d be offended. being offended is funny. i don’t get offended ever i think, because i don’t care enough, but on a deeper level, anything said that is offensive probably comes from someone that i think is an idiot. and if i don’t think they’re an idiot, then everyone has relapses, especially me. any one can say anything they want, it’s just words. only you can put meaning to them. i find it really easy to smirk if someone says something offensive or rude. the first thought that pops into my head is “if they actually, truly, believe that, that is freakin’ hilarious”. i don’t know, if you tend to operate on reason, things tend to work themselves out. my reasons might be different than yours, but they make sense to me.
Undiluted Stupid 