Just waiting for a process to finish in the background. I often wonder how much of my life has been spent waiting for blue lines to crawl across my computer screen. But what the hell, I'm getting paid for it. The idea of getting paid on a regular basis started to sink in last night at the club. Not only do I have my rent and bills sorted out for this month, but I have the next six month, (and longer if I take the full-time job) lined up. I've been mentally shopping since the idea started to gel.