C'mon You Apes! You Wanna Live Forever? in Hello

I’ve finished four books in the last two weeks.

Fucking love my job.
On second shift the super doesn’t care what you’re doing as long as you’re by your machine and it is running. So…I’ve been sitting and reading close to…I’d say six hours a night. Between running to see Paul, QC and super (FUCKING REAL COOL GUY), with a part that needs to be checked and tool changes, I’ve a lot of downtime. The parts I’ve been running are a forty-five minute cycle time. I’m used to CNC lathes and this is my first time really running a mill other than the dicking around I did on the one at school. I’m getting a lot more comfortable with it and have already learned a lot in the three short weeks I’ve been there.

But yes, I’ve read, a lot.

Stranger in a Strange Land, For Us The Living, and Starship Troopers by Robert Heinlein and Jingo by Terry Pratchett. Entertaining the idea of running to the book store again tomorrow and loading up on more. I’ve plowed through what books the library has of the authors I’ve wanted to read. Just a few years ago I’d only read a handful of books a year now my literary intake has increased exponentially.

My life has gone back to the boring and mundane. Gave that a lot of thought tonight and how I enjoy it. No drama. A friend of mine is going through some relationship issues and we got to talking deep about it. I say my paranoia of the opposite sex keeps me away from them. She said paranoia takes too much energy. But does it though…really? I’ll spare the details of her problems and get to the point. Personally I believe that it takes more energy for a relationship. The worry, grief, and wrinkles they cause. Oh sure there are good times and whatnot…but do I really want to put forth the effort anymore of trying to meet someone or hell, even acquire new friends? No…no I don’t.

Call it my little bubble. I’m happy here.

Are you?