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Too Much Analysis

I’ve been thinking about human interaction a bit. Bad idea. Thinking usually ends up troubling me.

Sometimes, it seems to me that a lot of human interaction is bullshit. You pretend to feel better than you really do whenever possible, pretend to be more interesting than you think you really are, and generally ‘sell’ yourself. I’m absolutely useless at doing this. You’d think, understanding the theory, I might not be quite so pathetic at it—then again, part of the problem is understanding it, because then you start to question its futility or dishonesty and open another massive can of worms. Oboy. Too much time on my hands = too much analysis.

Work situation… a brief rant…
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Getting a Life, Maybe

Yesterday was beyond dull, and I could not even invent anything remotely interesting to say about it. Which of course beggars the question, why am I even mentioning it?

Today has been a bit more interesting in a typically dull to anyone but myself kind of way. The guy from Telewest came to install my phone line in the flat this morning—I was given the times 8:00am-12:00pm, but quite contrary to any expected last-minute arrival, he turned up at 10:30, and was done in five minutes. All seems to be working fine, so that’s another thing sorted out.
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