I was apprehensive. I went with a sense of dread, with a pinch of misery. It made me realize I don't like change. Especially change of which I had no control over. I want to go back to my old house which we passed by on the way back. It's the same route, the same traffic jams. How could this be any better?
And this house, in the middle of nowhere, is big. And mostly empty. And I don't have a room. I don't have my own space. I still feel more like an intruder. I don't know the rhythms and personality. And I don't know what's in all the cupboards.
So this morning I opened all the cupboards. I went to all the rooms. There is so much space. My brother set up the MSP's Xbox to work in tandem with his and we played with the kinect. There's one thing that I see that could happen here, the possibilities of experiments are endless. We could have picnics. =)
And that's all it is. For now.
Ryan Seacrest seems to have a really good job. All he has to do is be charming on TV. And after that he can rake in all that money. And everybody knows him. And everyone keeps an eye on him because they're interested in him. And when everyone is interested in what you say, you hold so much power, so much influence. And with that the possibility to change the world. It's something he gets without asking for it, without even giving it. Lucky him.
