When it rains, it pours.
Right. So, I have recently come under the impression that time doesn’t give shit, it does what it wants, when it wants, and it will take its sweet time doing it (if that makes any sense). I started this summer a bit late, thanks to the backwards seasons of the southern hemisphere but even that has not done a thing to shorten it. I still feel like I have been waiting forever for my life to restart itself, to get a jolt to the heart and keep on beating. Without sounding too melodramatic or cliche-ish, my life appears to be at a standstill. Not really doing anything, but waiting. Waiting a lot. And also while waiting, painting the garage.
Painting the garage has been…annoying, satisfying, and necassary. I needed something to do and to be fair, it is nice to see a finished product. I have evicted a few dozen spiders from their respective homes, and killed a fair few of those nasty egg sacks. I have an irrational fear that they are now all getting together and plotting my demise, one web at a time.
I need to get back to school…fortunatly for me, that is happening on Friday, but not really until a week later, because I need to go to NYC for some research, which I have no idea how to even begin to start… Clearly, there is a break in the monatony, but jesus, when it rains…it pours.
2 months ago
Repainting the garage. I feel the resp. mask brings a sense of sexiness, with sultry undertones.
2 months ago
Like Ferris
You know during finals when you think how much you love to do nothing, just sit back and have nothing on your plate? Well, at the moment that is what I have been doing…nothing, and let me tell you, it fucking sucks. After failing miserably at finding any semblance of a job, I am stuck with doing jack shit. I went to the Cape for about a week, straight from the airport, and sat on a hammock, doing jack shit, then I sat on the beach, doing jack shit, and now I have been back in Action Acton, MA…doing jack shit.
As much as it was my childhood dream to not have to do any homework and sit and do anything (Like Ferris Buller’s Day Off style) it is really not all it is cracked up to be. I have in the past two weeks fallen in and out of love with the TLC show “What Not to Wear” and that is about as exciting as my day gets. Actually, I did get my CPR recertifications all taken care of, and was treated to a 2 hour traffic jam. It figures, the ONE day that I actually have to be somewhere to do something important and I hit a traffic jam. Karma bites.
3 months ago
