Sunday rant
Apr. 5th, 2009 08:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
floatingleafIt's snowing outside. Seriously. Light, wet snow that melts as soon as it touches the ground, but still... It's April, for heaven's sake. Cut it out already, Winter, and kindly get lost. We've had more than enough, thank you very much. *feels indignant*
I've been sooooo lazy today. I somehow never got dressed, because by the time I made it out of my 'morning' bath, it was already late afternoon, so I figured by then there was no point. I had thought I might invite a friend over for a movie or something... but then I would have to get dressed, wouldn't I?... So I didn't. It just seemed like too much effort. Pathetic, isn't it?... But there are days (increasingly frequent, I'm afraid) when making any sort of human contact - even picking up the phone - seems to require more energy than I can muster. It's not that I don't want to see anyone - it's just that I don't feel up to it somehow. It's hard to explain... it's one of those little things about me that most extrovert or socially active people could never understand. There are days when my brain just settles into the silence of my empty apartment, and written word seems the only way I can possibly communicate with the outside world. Someone else's call might shake me out of it - but I will not be the one to break the silence. And because I hardly ever call people, I suppose at some point they might entirely stop calling me as well. Which has almost happened already, btw.
In other exciting news, I just don't see a way out of my current financial predicament. I mean, I am sort of making ends meet, but barely, and I don't see how that will ever change. Even if I do get the standard 2% salary raise next year (the one that was cancelled for this year, due to the shitty economic situation), it will barely cover the unavoidable increases in rent or utility bills. Or NOT cover them, more likely. I mean, 2% of my salary is less than $20 per paycheck. Not even worth mentioning, is it? So it would be extremely naive to expect that things will get better once this unlucky year is over. They might, in fact, get worse. I might still lose the meager remnants of my savings, without ever spending a penny on anything outside the basic grocery list. *sigh*
Yeah, I know. Two options. Finding a cheaper place to live (unlikely, unless I go back to sharing with other people, which makes me cringe) - or a better paying job (unlikely for someone with such strong antisocial tendencies, especially in a highly competitive job market - but not impossible, I guess, if I tried hard enough). Except right now both my apartment and my job are among the things I don't WANT to change, for a number of reasons. Even though I'm probably being stupid holding on to both. But... I LOVE this place. It's the perfect quiet refuge I've always wanted... and I just hate the thought of another move so soon. And my current job is the first one where I actually have a chance of making it past 2,5 years (my record so far, when it comes to staying with one employer... lol). Plus, I HATE employment searches, resumes, interviews - the whole hoolabaloo. It's emotionally draining and disgusting and I don't want to deal with it unless I'm forced to. Yes, call me a coward and a wimp. I just don't feel too well suited to live in a modern society. It's all a scam anyway. In a real, healthy world, the problems I'm dealing with on a daily basis wouldn't even exist (as shown very convincingly in Zeitgeist). Which is a strange thought... and not very helpful at the moment, I'm afraid.:|
Eh. Didn't mean to whinge so much, but I let myself ramble freely and this is what came out. Repetitive, I know. Will try to keep quiet until I have something ELSE to say. Something positive, preferably. If that happens anytime soon...
I've been sooooo lazy today. I somehow never got dressed, because by the time I made it out of my 'morning' bath, it was already late afternoon, so I figured by then there was no point. I had thought I might invite a friend over for a movie or something... but then I would have to get dressed, wouldn't I?... So I didn't. It just seemed like too much effort. Pathetic, isn't it?... But there are days (increasingly frequent, I'm afraid) when making any sort of human contact - even picking up the phone - seems to require more energy than I can muster. It's not that I don't want to see anyone - it's just that I don't feel up to it somehow. It's hard to explain... it's one of those little things about me that most extrovert or socially active people could never understand. There are days when my brain just settles into the silence of my empty apartment, and written word seems the only way I can possibly communicate with the outside world. Someone else's call might shake me out of it - but I will not be the one to break the silence. And because I hardly ever call people, I suppose at some point they might entirely stop calling me as well. Which has almost happened already, btw.
In other exciting news, I just don't see a way out of my current financial predicament. I mean, I am sort of making ends meet, but barely, and I don't see how that will ever change. Even if I do get the standard 2% salary raise next year (the one that was cancelled for this year, due to the shitty economic situation), it will barely cover the unavoidable increases in rent or utility bills. Or NOT cover them, more likely. I mean, 2% of my salary is less than $20 per paycheck. Not even worth mentioning, is it? So it would be extremely naive to expect that things will get better once this unlucky year is over. They might, in fact, get worse. I might still lose the meager remnants of my savings, without ever spending a penny on anything outside the basic grocery list. *sigh*
Yeah, I know. Two options. Finding a cheaper place to live (unlikely, unless I go back to sharing with other people, which makes me cringe) - or a better paying job (unlikely for someone with such strong antisocial tendencies, especially in a highly competitive job market - but not impossible, I guess, if I tried hard enough). Except right now both my apartment and my job are among the things I don't WANT to change, for a number of reasons. Even though I'm probably being stupid holding on to both. But... I LOVE this place. It's the perfect quiet refuge I've always wanted... and I just hate the thought of another move so soon. And my current job is the first one where I actually have a chance of making it past 2,5 years (my record so far, when it comes to staying with one employer... lol). Plus, I HATE employment searches, resumes, interviews - the whole hoolabaloo. It's emotionally draining and disgusting and I don't want to deal with it unless I'm forced to. Yes, call me a coward and a wimp. I just don't feel too well suited to live in a modern society. It's all a scam anyway. In a real, healthy world, the problems I'm dealing with on a daily basis wouldn't even exist (as shown very convincingly in Zeitgeist). Which is a strange thought... and not very helpful at the moment, I'm afraid.:|
Eh. Didn't mean to whinge so much, but I let myself ramble freely and this is what came out. Repetitive, I know. Will try to keep quiet until I have something ELSE to say. Something positive, preferably. If that happens anytime soon...
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Date: 2009-04-07 03:10 am (UTC)Hah. I have a feeling I wouldn't notice for at least a week or so.:P
Looks like we really have a LOT in common. *headshake* My parents helped me massively too - I was pretty much still living off them when I was 33. *hangs head in shame* Not because I wanted to, but because I couldn't seem to be able to find a job that would support me in my home country, and had to start over as an immigrant (of course, my parents paid all the bureaucratic expenses associated with that as well). So now that I'm finally earning my own keep - sort of - I cringe at the thought of asking them for help again. I mean, I do have some dignity left... LOL. But I feel like I totally fail at life, and it is beyond me how most people my age manage to support not only themselves, but multiple children sometimes. If I had to worry about someone who was financially dependent on me, I would probably shoot myself. *mirthless laugh*