Bums Digging For Resentment
Another day passing by as I stare out a window at bums digging through dumpsters. Suddenly finding myself in a room that I dislike surrounded by noise that is painful to my ears. I hear him babble in his way and wonder what his mind holds. Thew few times he has been around us, it has been a joke. He cannot hold the drinky drink and it is rather annoying.
On top of this, you have another that has latched on to his teachings. They form an amazing dynamic duo of programming might. The buzz words are dropped in all the right places and at the right times. Sadly, they still lack the fundamental difference between a code monkey and a soft engineer. I am growing tool old for this.
Full around we have come to me sitting here watching a clock tick by and my eager anticipation for it to ding at 4:00. The travel, although difficult, is still preferred to sitting in this shitty hole that the Fatman deemed necessary for your company. What an epic waste of money on something that will hardly be used.
Still waiting to order my new aquarium. I cannot decide if I should do it now or after the purchase of a house. God, how I fear to be a home owner. Looking around in the area in which I live, I cannot say that I find that much appealing. Most of it seems to be the cookie cutter gingerbread house. It is so typical.
The coral is taking off. I do like the Zeolite based system that I am using. Really, I should upgrade the tank since I have acquired all the other equipment, most of which is overkill on the current tank.
I will be leaving Monday for two weeks. It seems such a long time to be away from home, which I miss so much. It bothers me that I must travel some place while you sit at home and wait for my arrival. Why must I be the one always away from my home when you get to return every day to it? Why must you criticize me on every small thing I do? I will not change, but will only come to resent you more. Do you not realize I am already resenting?
Back to staring out a window at a bum digging for his life’s treasures…