So this kinda sucks. Basically all the activities I ever engage in anywhere fit into a handful of categories:
1) working at soul-destroying jobs,
2) completely futile attempts to find love/get laid/make a connection/whatever,
3) fantasizing about grandiose music/programming/social engineering projects and occasionally making insignificant filling-a-lake-with-an-eyedropper progress toward implementing those projects,
4) making insignificant progress toward finishing the 3423652356235 pages of math and computer science textbooks and papers I buy/download every month,
5) dicking around on the internet.
This basically means that travel has no utility whatever. (2) would be even more pointless and pathetic than usual, (3) and (4) don't benefit from being another place, which means I'll probably just end up doing (5). I even kinda miss (1), it's horrible but at least passes the time.