Jonas says my stories are boring. Sadness. It's like he doesn't want to hear about the mundane details of my life. Well, he's the one who choose to sit next to me in IEL, he gets to be bored to death.
He did like my story about John Monk. John Monk is this crazy, insane guy who I worked with at the Forest Service. We didn't really get along, but I got some good stories about him.
Isn't it interesting that we, as humans, strive to create an environment that is safe and secure for ourselves (this is the basis of civilization) but at the same time, we crave risk, and we try to push ourselves out of the safety we so desperately sought. We need to have an ordered life to stay sane, but if nothing happens, we go crazy with boredom.