Hot Hot Heat
Ever think that it might be better to walk away than stay? Maybe I should just scrap it all and screw everything - go look for something else walk away from my own life? I think it's just work that I struggle with - work and living in this stupid city. I'm not sure what I'm expecting from someplace else - some other company.
Then good ol' Ken Lutchen pops into my head at this moments. "If it wasn't hard everyone would do it." So the decision is really much harder. Is this b/c I can't hack it? Or is it really just not a good personality fit for me? Why is life so hard?
In better news I had another good run tonight. Yeah for running! I actually slept more than a couple hours yesterday - so I'm feeling a lot better and much more "here." It's amazing on how little sleep you can function on - but how that extra hour or two is the difference between living in your body - and just plain old simple living.
In exciting archaeology news - they found that homo habillis and homo erectus probably lived during the same time - so they actually had a common ancestor. Homo erectus didn't actually evolve from homo habillis. I'm not really surprised - they had a lot of dissimilarities - and it wasn't a logical jump in my head. I think that there will be more of these "surprises" as archaeologists find more hominid fossils and fossil beds that are less accessible are dug into. I don't think the picture of evolution is as pretty as those wall charts with the branches that they make. Why would Turkana boy be so large in comparison with his closest living relatively? And no one has yet really explained those homo erectus fossils in like Chile or Argentina or whatever.
People always try to simplify life. I thought that the messy stuff was what life was really about. The problems that aren't simple to solve - yet we humans always seem to be able to find a solution. I always thought that's what made us so great - not that we could talk (I fully think that other animals talk to each other and communicate in similar ways to us - we just haven't figured out how to translate just yet. I think that they can reason too. Most mamels have this amazing ability to solve problems.) Humans just have been able to employ more options or take more steps to obtain a solution (at least many of us.) Look at the crazy things that we've done to solve problems. It's the constant innovation. Look at your labtop that you are probably reading this post on right now - how many people back in 1806 would have thought that a computer, much less the internet was possible?
Maybe it's the quicker adaptation that really is what makes humans stand out. If someone destroys our habitat we just find a way to move somewhere else. If someone destroys the habitat of like a lion - they can't figure out how to get food and die. If someone takes away our corn - we figure out how to farm beets. I think there's definitely some flawed logic in there somewhere - but you get my point.
I hate weekends like this where I have a shit ton of crap to do - all bullshit stuff that isn't fun nor is it "productive" in the sense that I'm gaining something from it. I hate doing stuff that doesn't do anything other than just get me clean laundry and more food to eat. Where's peapod when you need them? It would be great - then I could just copy my last order - change a few things out for variety and be done with it. No taking the time out.
Anyone know a poor college student in Rochester that's interested in doing some housework/laundry/cleaning/running errands for extra $$$. I hate wasting my time on stuff I could pay someone else to do. It's not a very effective means to live is it?
I thought the whole fun of working was having time to not work. But then I get home and have to work for myself. This isn't as fun as I thought it would be.
Then good ol' Ken Lutchen pops into my head at this moments. "If it wasn't hard everyone would do it." So the decision is really much harder. Is this b/c I can't hack it? Or is it really just not a good personality fit for me? Why is life so hard?
In better news I had another good run tonight. Yeah for running! I actually slept more than a couple hours yesterday - so I'm feeling a lot better and much more "here." It's amazing on how little sleep you can function on - but how that extra hour or two is the difference between living in your body - and just plain old simple living.
In exciting archaeology news - they found that homo habillis and homo erectus probably lived during the same time - so they actually had a common ancestor. Homo erectus didn't actually evolve from homo habillis. I'm not really surprised - they had a lot of dissimilarities - and it wasn't a logical jump in my head. I think that there will be more of these "surprises" as archaeologists find more hominid fossils and fossil beds that are less accessible are dug into. I don't think the picture of evolution is as pretty as those wall charts with the branches that they make. Why would Turkana boy be so large in comparison with his closest living relatively? And no one has yet really explained those homo erectus fossils in like Chile or Argentina or whatever.
People always try to simplify life. I thought that the messy stuff was what life was really about. The problems that aren't simple to solve - yet we humans always seem to be able to find a solution. I always thought that's what made us so great - not that we could talk (I fully think that other animals talk to each other and communicate in similar ways to us - we just haven't figured out how to translate just yet. I think that they can reason too. Most mamels have this amazing ability to solve problems.) Humans just have been able to employ more options or take more steps to obtain a solution (at least many of us.) Look at the crazy things that we've done to solve problems. It's the constant innovation. Look at your labtop that you are probably reading this post on right now - how many people back in 1806 would have thought that a computer, much less the internet was possible?
Maybe it's the quicker adaptation that really is what makes humans stand out. If someone destroys our habitat we just find a way to move somewhere else. If someone destroys the habitat of like a lion - they can't figure out how to get food and die. If someone takes away our corn - we figure out how to farm beets. I think there's definitely some flawed logic in there somewhere - but you get my point.
I hate weekends like this where I have a shit ton of crap to do - all bullshit stuff that isn't fun nor is it "productive" in the sense that I'm gaining something from it. I hate doing stuff that doesn't do anything other than just get me clean laundry and more food to eat. Where's peapod when you need them? It would be great - then I could just copy my last order - change a few things out for variety and be done with it. No taking the time out.
Anyone know a poor college student in Rochester that's interested in doing some housework/laundry/cleaning/running errands for extra $$$. I hate wasting my time on stuff I could pay someone else to do. It's not a very effective means to live is it?
I thought the whole fun of working was having time to not work. But then I get home and have to work for myself. This isn't as fun as I thought it would be.
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