Still here?

For those of you playing the home version, I’ve been sitting home for more or less the past 5 months.  In that time I’ve learned that there are certain unalienable truths to life at home.  First, and foremost, that it really does suck as much as you thought it did in high school.

Perhaps that’s being some what unfair.  After all, at home you (usually) don’t pay rent.  The furniture is usually comfortable, and plentiful.  The neighbors don’t stay up until odd hours of the night playing their newest techno track and discussing which weed is the sickest though walls that you swear should be twice as thick for building this size.

Most people that move back home still have some sense of freedom.  They’re allowed out generally till whenever they want, and can where they want, see who they want, and do whatever they please, so long as they don’t crash the car or end up in prison.  The same crap that high school allowed.

Unfortunately, some other nice parts of high school also came back:

  • Not your house, not your rules. = Your ass is grass and I’m gonna smoke it again.
  • While you’re at it, keep your friends to a reasonable number  = No parties.
  • House guests that are over night are going to be a) awkward or b) unwelcome = No girls allowed overnight OR Don’t get drunk and crash here. [This really means don't get drunk here.]
  • There will be questions if you’ve applied for a job today.  = Did you do your homework
  • Did you get an interview?  = Are your test grades back.
  • I think you should make some changes in your resume = You’re still here?
  • Are you drinking again? = This is just one of many judgments about your life style your parents will disagree with.
  • The internet will probably be less stable = Seriously, while I was writing this, I lost internet.

This is not a trend that’s a good thing after college.   None of this even gets into the mind rot that occurs from sitting around.  However, when you say, want to throw a wine party to get back into the swing of things, this creates a hugely irritating set of circumstances that are hard to change.  This isn’t different from college where you had to respect everyones wishes about sharing your domicile, but even small gatherings get harder when you don’t even ‘rent’ the space.

Ultimately, it’s just one more frustration.  Back to the drawing board. [I still gotta buy one of these, and they're freaking expensive.]

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