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| sick of doing these applications and just wants to write, dammit.
(this is the prelude to my final dive into twitter..)
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| it's been a long while, kids. finals time is upon us (me), with some other crises thrown into the mix. my diet as of late consists of a) whatever free food my friends on meal plan can offer me b) canned soup, and lots of it and c) mary j. blige songs that remind me that "there's no time for moping around, am [i] kidding?"
no, mary, i'm not kidding. but i'll take your advice this time.
as of last night, there are 6 pages to go until some type of freedom. christmas shopping also must happen, as well as job shopping.
but - thank god for mary - i'm, as always, just fine.
see you soon, california kids! | | |
| coming soon
(No, seriously. I'm not being artsy. I just had to write it down and I'll get to it after my head stops spinning) | | |
| I keep meaning to write something, but I'm usually sidetracked by Law and Order (continuing to ruin productivity, one episode at a time) or attempting to keep my room clean (beware my chair full of clothes that i never put back into the drawer or the closet, which follows me coast to coast).
James has come and gone, and life is back to normal, or as normal it can really get in this city. It was nice to sit around and hang out with someone that you've known for a while - when you're constantly uprooting your life, something as routine as that can be really refreshing. I was talking to someone a few days (weeks? months? who knows?) ago about how the nomadic life is exciting and new, sure, but I definitely start missing familiarity after a while. Even if it's just hearing the boyfriend's voice on the phone or being able to sink into the white couch in my living room or sitting in the Rock late at night - I need things like that sometimes.
I'm currently reading the newest David Sedaris book, which has been making me laugh out loud for as long as I can stand sitting down and reading. My attention span has gone to shit as of late, but I'm hoping a few more lazy nights in which I quarantine the TV and the internet will cure me.
In general: I've resolved to get everything together soon (like always). Room is still getting cleaned up, earlier bedtimes will need to be enforced (I shouldn't really be up right now?), theses need to be researched, priorities need to be made - but wasting away nights with David Sedaris and the Strokes can't be entirely too bad, can they? | | |
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