My new favorite Rolling Stones song. So…I’m sitting at my desk…with nothing to do. Seriously, nothing. There was some trouble with this out sourced render farm, and instead of getting 8 shots in the mail…we got 1. Ya. And because we busted our ass working all weekend we don’t even have busy work to do! I never thought I would be begging my supervisor, “please, is there anything I can do? Roto, dust busting, anything?!” Only to hear back, “nope, nothing.” So…ya. Now I’m basically getting paid $25 bucks an hour to sit around and do nothing, and it’s making me feel guilty! I could watch a movie, but that just makes me feel like a slacker. So I don’t know. I’m bored.

I can’t wait to go home. I knew I would miss it, but I didn’t think I would miss it this much. Or I guess more to the point, I miss the people. Jess, Goo, Roo, my friends…everything. It’s a very odd feeling to be in another country, and not being able to speak the language. It’s a weird disconnect that I haven’t felt before. Just going to Tim Horten’s to get a sandwich is a trip into the world of “umm’s” and “what?’s”. I can’t wait to get home and go to walmart, stand in those long ass lines, and not have to think about exchange rates and wondering if they’ll take my mastercard. Apparently Visa is the norm up here, which once again…just weird.

Alright, well I guess I’ll stare at my desk for awhile and try to look busy. I keep expecting someone to come up and say “get back to work!” But, no one is. Because there is no work. Nothing. So I guess all I can do is hope we get something soon. I hate just waiting around in the meantime.