I'm hopelessly bored by everything there is on the internet. I wake up, check my mail, which takes me all of five minutes to do. Nothing terribly interesting today-just some list mail. I then check my favorite message boards. Nothing I really deem worth reading.
I'm just bored these days. I've been bored silly ever since I came back from Italy. It's really hard to go from that to this limiting little town. Or, to quote Pulp "When you've seen how big the world is, how can you make do with this?"
My co workers all ask me about my trip then get anxious when I don't limit it to a thirty second sound byte. Well, what do you expect? I went to fucking Italy, for Christ's sake. I'm still giving the abridged version, but how can I go through something like that and come back here and just have a simple tale to tell?
It looks like we're going to Italy again for New Years. We were going to go to New York, but we get a lot more bang for our buck if we go to Rome that time of year. Well, we were already talking about going back again before summer and the holidays are probably going to be the easiest time to get away, especially with my school schedule and all. New York is the sort of city we can go to anytime, whenever there's some airfare special, and we don't need to pay for the popularity of New Years in New York. So I suppose that's good.
I tried to lay the groundwork for quitting but I'm afraid it backfired on me. My boss approved my schedule and when I asked for elaboration on the procedure for time off for part time people, I learned that the policy was just that: a policy, which could be worked around as needed. I don't need to worry about getting an occasional day off for a long weekend, here and there. She said that would go on a case by case basis, I guess meaning that as long as she was able to give it to me, she would. Well, I guess I'm not too likely to find anything around here that's more flexible than that.
Damn, well that shoots my plan all to hell.
I don't really have a legitimate reason for quitting my job, aside from hating my job. And that's not really a sufficient reason, as I'd probably hate whatever I replaced this job with, too. It's just as well, I suppose. My track record with jobs was faltering for awhile there, and it would be good to show some staying power.
I've been getting behind the idea of going to Chicago a bit more. I have been wavering quite a bit, but I'm willing to resign myself to it, and look forward to it. I don't really want to go back to the east coast, nor do I want to go back to the west coast, and I sure as hell do not want to stay here. I was looking at school of the art institute, if I could get the funding to go. I'm not sure though, as their animation department seems a bit more on the traditional side. They do have a few courses in puppet stop motion, which is damned appealing to me, but I'm leaning more toward trying to go to UIC, if I can get around that whole residency matter. There's always Oakton, which those who have been reading this for a long time will remember I was jazzed about before, but couldnt get there at the time because of my lack of a driver's license.
Who knows, maybe I won't go to school at all, maybe if I feel I know my shit enough, I'll just go for a design job with what I have picked up over the course of the past year.Rob made an excellent point that employers pay you to learn stuff while school expects you to pay them to learn stuff, and it's kind of an ass backwards thing.
Ugh, I'm depressed. I have realized that everything I'm doing, and have done, to reach goals could have just as easily been done in Chicagoland. And the final product would have been so much better than it's likely to be here. Sometimes, you just look at your life and say "well I really fucked that up"...you know?