Spare time.

With Roxanne as a “hobby” nearing completion (one way or another), I wonder what I’ll occupy my spare time with. I’m sure I’ll spend lots of time jerking off to video games. But what about when I’m not making love to Roxanne? Maybe it’s because I closed tonight, but working is wearing on me. Yet I want to complain because I have only four days next week, instead of five. *smirks*

Seriously, I need to do something with my time. I hesitate to pester Clifford, as I know he’ll be doing college-related things. …But I don’t pester him at all. Um.

So. Now what?

I’m suddenly reminded of my lack of writing in my carbon journal. It seems too simplistic to simply say that I should use my spare time to think about me-issues. I know I can’t plan to do those things. More often than not, it’s situations that force a new perspective onto me.

I meant to clean the bathroom my sister and I share yesterday, but was side-tracked when Roxanne components arrived. Maybe I’ll do that tomorrow. The shower wall could use a scrub. Pity we don’t have any dip-it. When a problem comes along, you must dip-it. That shit does miracles on stainless steel. Or the inside of a coffee pot.

Sigh. Just not sure what to do with myself, I guess. Still a little lonely, but to be expected.

I want to get some Elite Force time in before I GOTO bed. Back to the morning shift tomorrow. Toodles.