Perhaps the reason I rant less when I’m at home is because I’m happier. Or perhaps it’s because I can let off steam at my family. I don’t know; it definitely isn’t because I’ve been busy.
Hello to everyone who wondered what happened to me, all two of you. Happy new year. The cat’s still dead.
I didn’t get everything I requested for Christmas, but I got everything I needed.
I was reading some old Calvin and Hobbes strips and was struck by the paradox: Calvin is greedy for presents, so he has to be good so that Santa will bring him presents; yet Calvin’s motivation for being good is greed, which (contrary to films like Wall Street) isn’t good. I’m surprised the cartoonist, who is usually good at catching little philosophical problems like that, didn’t catch this one. Oh well; leave it to me to over-analyze comic strips.
I have to go back to school this week. Back to school; back to work. I’m not necessarily looking forward to it. The schoolwork isn’t any fun. But hey—you do what you have to do if you want the career. Besides, it’s never the classes you remember from college; it’s the people.