Monday, January 05, 2004
Today I accomplished nothing constructive.at 6:38 PM
I should begin every post with the preceding sentence, so as not to disappoint any new visitors. The people who read my poo on a somewhat periodic basis already have me figured out by now, I am certain. I simply disallow the ideas I get sometimes to articulate themselves.
I played Civilization III. I was America, competing against the Aztecs and the Iroquois. Montezuma posed no threat, but Hiawatha was damn sneaky! He razed four of my cities to the ground and captured the fifth (which contained the all-important rubber resource). We kissed and made up, but my trade advisor told me not to trust him. Not to worry- Abe Lincoln won't be made a fool of twice!
I called Uncle Nick this evening to provide him with my flight information. I leave Houston (hopefully forever) via Hobby Airport at 11:00 a.m. to arrive in St. Louis at 12:55 p.m. I came, I saw, I worked, and if I never see my immediate family again, it will be too soon. The Father does not support anything I want to do- he only provides for me when it makes him look good. I am nonconfrontational, but when I do attempt to explain myself, he blows me off. He then wonders aloud why I want nothing to do with him.
I cannot concentrate long enough to compose a coherent rant. I never spend time thinking anymore.
I miss my school routine, even if it isn't real school. I even look forward to a job (oh, how I will soon enough eat those words).
