so i’m back from my trip. my cousin is married and i’m sick of travelling (again – it always seems like i hate to travel). i like going places, i just hate being crammed in a plane like hostages, listening to the lady behind me talk about her trip to guademala two years ago, and how she’s still in love with the country. live in the now! i also am sick of hotels, and hotel beds. i’m sure i’ll get over it in time for my camping trips. i’m looking forward to them, and hopefully they’ll be relaxing :). my work seemed to fare fine without me, reinforcing my view that i’m just another faceless grunt in the cubefarm. i have a ton of things that are pulsating and trying to escape me, and i am hoping that some day, at some point in my life i’ll be able to get them out. i have essays and entries and stories to write. i have software to create, things and people to photograph, places to visit, and my family to love. and i feel restricted by my frickin job. i really am learning to despise it. i don’t really like the position i have, and the company is getting wayyy too beauracratic. i’d like to live out in the country and enjoy a slower pace of life. jwz has some strong opinions on san jose, and i agree with some of them.. if you could live anywhere, and do anything, what would you do? really? i’d like to live in the midwest, near a nice lake where i could go swimming and fishing. and i’d like to be a teacher. i think i could do that, and enjoy it. what would you enjoy, gentle reader?

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