Yes, by incessantly going on in my own self-absorbed ways, I'm now bored. My blog was started as a rant when I didn't have anyone to rant to. It is who I've turned to in times of crisis, sadness, elation, and yes, boredom. But this, like life, makes me wonder what is it's purpose?
What is it here for? Well bluntly, whatever I want it to be. What am I here for? An entirely different notion....
I remember back in college, my prof told me never to bother going to grad school - I would just be wasting everyone's time. Now my work is paying me to go back to school, get a PhD and they're all rootin' for me to save the planet from ourselves.
Someone I work with, the King, is so militant about recycling, he gets royally (pun) peeved when people don't recycle their desk-calendar pages, sticky notes, and even used paper coffee cups. It was quite clever that, when we were talking about another coworker, Elf, trying for another bambino with his wife, the King asked how many kids I wanted. My answer? The ultimate in recycling: adoption.
If I'm not married in two years, if there are no prospects, I'm going to adopt anyways, I think.
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