Last night was a beautiful evening for eclipse watching. From what I had read in the news we weren't going to be able to view it over in this part of the world. But I stood outside for a few hours and watched the moon completely disappear, then slowly re-appear. Its not like I've never seen a lunar eclipse before, and I don't know why it is such an awe inspiring event. When you stop and think about what is really occurring, its nothing special, just a shadow, we all have shadows. Granted I was a little drunk at the time, so a dog taking a shit next to a tree would have probably been an awe inspiring and fascinating event.

Now for my venting... Sleep is about the only part of life I value over here anymore, its the only time I truly get to be alone and I don't have to see any of these people that I'm truly beginning to hate seeing every day. Well Saturday is the one day a week that I get to "sleep in" because my supposed shift doesn't start until midnight. Well, what day do you think my roommate decides to test the hinges on the door to our trailer every five minutes... and YES, they still squeak, horribly... so Saturday I got even less sleep than I normally do, and a half hearted apology. "Oh, did I wake you up?" "No, the constantly slamming door woke me up."
Then today (Sunday), they decided to make it "fall cleanup" so the very same person who decided that I didn't need to sleep yesterday, decided I didn't need to sleep today either. He would find one piece of trash, take it outside (letting the door slam on exit and entrance to the trailer), then he would find one more piece of trash, and this cycle would continue... Today I did not even get the half hearted apology. I got to listen to him whine about some bullshit that I don't care about anymore. I've been listening to this person whine since February from everything about how much of a burden it is to be as smart as him, to how he's been gone for so long, to how his big toe hurts, and I'm sick and fucking tired of listening to his fucking sob stories. I did feel sorry for him at first, but as soon as he opens his mouth anymore, I stop listening, because I don't care. That's all there is to it anymore... I don't care.