General Updates and Musings
May. 20th, 2004 12:16 pmFirst, today I got a haircut. Rockstar hair no more, alas. But it was getting annoying, in my eyes all the time and such, plus I only ever got the one compliment about it (which is, granted, more than I've ever gotten about any other aspect of my appearance)
In terms of general updates, the new place is working out pretty well. I'm used to the room, now that I can block out the sun, and I get along well with my brother and his girlfriend.
There is also a nice effect on my self-esteem, I didn't really notice before. Yesterday at work, I was talking to one of the girls that work there (yes, I know, but she talked to me first so I was able to) about my job, and I mentioned that it worked out pretty well for me because I pretty much just have to work two days a week, and my rent is paid.
'My Rent'. Those two words have an effect on me, on how I perceive myself (or, perhaps more accurately, how I perceive other people perceiving me). I have a rent. I am someone who pays rent, in a place that is rented to me. When it comes up in casual conversation, it works much better than, say, "I live with my parents" (even if there's a 'while I go to university' suffix). Or, even worse, 'I live in my parents basement'.
It feels good to be able to refer to My Rent. Granted, I rather My Rent be less, or magically be taken care of by Rent Fairies that leave a cheque in the mailbox every month, but nonetheless, it's a boost.
Hey, maybe eventually I'll even be able to meet someone from online.
In terms of general updates, the new place is working out pretty well. I'm used to the room, now that I can block out the sun, and I get along well with my brother and his girlfriend.
There is also a nice effect on my self-esteem, I didn't really notice before. Yesterday at work, I was talking to one of the girls that work there (yes, I know, but she talked to me first so I was able to) about my job, and I mentioned that it worked out pretty well for me because I pretty much just have to work two days a week, and my rent is paid.
'My Rent'. Those two words have an effect on me, on how I perceive myself (or, perhaps more accurately, how I perceive other people perceiving me). I have a rent. I am someone who pays rent, in a place that is rented to me. When it comes up in casual conversation, it works much better than, say, "I live with my parents" (even if there's a 'while I go to university' suffix). Or, even worse, 'I live in my parents basement'.
It feels good to be able to refer to My Rent. Granted, I rather My Rent be less, or magically be taken care of by Rent Fairies that leave a cheque in the mailbox every month, but nonetheless, it's a boost.
Hey, maybe eventually I'll even be able to meet someone from online.