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We had no telephone access for three days. No dial-tone. No internet. It was so eerily quiet. My brother and I were at a loss as to what to do with our time. He ended up picking up his guitar for the first time in months. I tried reading a book. Our lives had this inescapable, inexplicable void looming just beyond our consciousness. What was I supposed to be working on? Don't I usually do something right around now?What is my purpose in life?
Okay, so it wasn't that bad, and it was nice not having the phone ring with pre-recorded political advertisements every couple of hours. But not being able to call out was bizarre. It turned out that the phone line running into the house was damaged (and the telecom guy who came said that it was the original phone line that was installed in the house when it was built - fifty years ago. The lines and old phone box on the side of the house still read "Bell Telephone"). I figured that it was due to the guerilla squirrels that live in the barracks - er, tree - next door. They're vicious. :^P
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Something in common?
Date: 2004-10-11 12:01 am (UTC)From:Hellooo. Alright... I'll admit it... I haven't been busy. Always ment to drop a line but can never think of anything to say. But yeah, your lack of a phone reminds me of the last few days.
So there I was, Tuesday morning. Showered, and ready for work. And that's when I left. With the full intention of not being able to go home until Sunday morning. Oh the crazyness of work. So, no big deal. I packed everything I thought I would need. Cloths, toiletries, even an MP3 player for entertainment.
Work was still work. I had fun, amazingly, but on the bright side, we get let out erlie on Thursday. Ten o'clock. But I have to be back to work at six. So yeah, I went home. Enter the wierdness.
For those three days, I saw no-one except shipyard workers and boat guys. Nothing else. Then I go out to my car. I see no-one walking around. I get into my car and drive home, I see no other cars. I hop onto AIM for a quick look, drop a couple hello's before I get my shower on. Then go to bed. In my own bed.
Now, until that point, I didn't really appreciate my own bed. But when your forced to sleep in a bed that's at your eye level when your on the floor. And when your laying in it, if you put your elbow in the matress, your have to bend your middle finger to point your arm straight up in the air... You get a good feel for a nice mattress.
So, six hours later I get up, and go back to work. And see no other cars again. Then, once into work, I see shipyard workers and guys from my boat... This is mildly strange to not have contact with people around you for five days. I do understand where your coming from...
- Aaron
P.S. Crap... Just realized that was pretty much an entrie I would put in my live journal, and I still don't know much about you... Okay okay okay... Here goes...
P.P.S. Where did you grow up? How many brothers and/or sisters do you have? (remember a mention of a brother, and think you said you have one older, and one younger, but I'm not sure) What college did you go to? How did you like college? What are you feelings on travel? (i.e. method, distance, reason) Where's the farthest away from home you have ever been? What do you do for fun? What are you feelings on the movie Aladin? (if you hate the movie, I think we'll have to end things here...) What kind of books do you like to read? Do you like to read books at all? If you picked up a paper, which section would you go to first? What kind of movies do you like?
P.P.P.S. Okay yeah, I didn't think I would be able to think of that many questions... Feel free to ignore some.
Re: Something in common?
Date: 2004-10-17 07:18 pm (UTC)From:As for all of those questions! Well, the answers are pretty boring for the most part, but I will say that I only have one younger brother, college was okay though I only sometimes miss it (it was a heck of a lot of work towards the end, and I'm fairly lazy by nature), and the farthest I've been from home is a toss up between Montana and France. :^D
Oh, and I did enjoy Alladin, though I haven't seen it in years (maybe even since it was in the theater? I remember thinking the genie was pretty cool). You usually can't go wrong with animated films.
Have a nice week! :^)
Oh what a tangled web we weave...
Date: 2004-10-19 12:07 am (UTC)From:College... Hard work, ay... Hmm. You see, I'm thinking about trying to go, well, I can't even say back, to college after I get out of the Navy. I see it this way. I studied to be an electrician for six months. Then I studied to work on a nuclear reactor for six more months. Then I actually did work on a nuclear reactor for six more months. I withstood a quarter million dollars worth of the Navy's finest training and passed. A year in a classroom setting with a average of a 3.3 Then six months of on the job training with a 2.8 (I'm not so good with hands on learning... I'll take that to heart) Then have since learned to live on my own, miles from home.
Other choices, I can stay in. The job isn't so bad. Everywhere one works, they will have their complaints about. But then again, something other than an all male crew WOULD be much appreciated, but what can you do.
I can also look for an actual job before I get out. I know that if I take a couple courses by mail, I can get a degree in nuclear engineering. Or something to that effect. That, and just by the fact that I made it through the nuclear pipeline, I can get many very interesting job, I just have to look for them.
But from the time I grew up until now, I have wanted to be four things. Early in life, I wanted to be a draftsman. Because that's what my dad did. Then I said I wanted to become a computer programmer. Then I joined the Navy. Now I want to be a Math Teacher, or a Psychologist. Math teacher because I love math. And a psychologist because there's enough things wrong with me that I'm trying to figure out, I want to help other people too. Baah, silly rabbit, Trix are for kids...
- The Phigment
P.S. Woo, that's a good thing about Aladin though... GooOOooOoooOoood movie. Love love love that movie. Can't beat it. Best every. Mmmm, nummie.
Re: Oh what a tangled web we weave...
Date: 2004-10-20 08:49 pm (UTC)From:Well, all I can say is that college is hard work in the way that studying and writing papers is hard work. Really, you'll have a leg up on most of the people in undergrad who are just beginning to learn to live away from home for the first time.
Also, if you like math and are considering becoming a math teacher - do it! Being a math teacher would allow you to basically have the pick of where you want to live and have your career. Ever wanted to live in Hawaii? They'll hire you. Alaska? You're in. Plus, like you said, you get the benefit of helping other people as a career, and you really can't beat that. Good luck with whichever you choose! :^)