At last, I am bored. I don’t feel like I’ve bummed unless I get bored, because if you’re busy, you’re not bumming. And even if “busy” means going out, job-hunting, watching movies with my brother over pig-out fests etc, I am still occupied, which in my mind equates to not bumming.
Well, I’m still job-hunting, but my brother has gone for a children’s camp. And it finally hit me yesterday – my daytime social life for the past 4 weeks has been revolving around an 11 year old. I didn’t realize just how much of my time he takes up with his constant bugging me to watch movies, eat everything in the house, play “Speed” (you know, the card game), play basketball, go swimming, play Gameboy…
But now that he’s been gone for 2 days, man I miss him.
Just a week or two more of this, and I’ll be so ready to work. I hope.
