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Well, this is officially it. It's Saturday night and I'm not drunk, lit, intoxicated, inebriated, buzzin, sloshed, hammered, or even disorderly. Something must be up.

Here it is: I've finally built up enough fear of not graduating that I'm going to finish up my thesis this weekend. It's been weighing heavy on my mind for a while, dragging me down anytime I'm out being social....
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originalthought:
Well, I never would have realized you had replied to my comment in your journal if you hadn't written a completely unrelated reply to me. It's a touchy situation.

I'm sorry that you were rejected for the proposition of backrubs and relaxational making out sessions. This just goes to show-- freddyg is not your real friend. *shakes head* However, the threats of physical violence would tend to motivate me. Ooh, here's one... The sooner you finish, the sooner you'll have a good excuse to go out and get completely wasted. Inebriation. Rah!
freddyg:
listen to OriginalThought, shes a smart woman smile

sounds good on the Jessica thing, what the hell brought that up?
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i have become Henry Chinaski's posthumous advocate.


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justinxl:
That freshman pic was taken before I quit smoking. You can see how the nicotine withdrawl has ravaged my body: made me bigger, hairier, and crustier. And no amount of facial cream can get rid of these crow's feet.

Fortunately facial cream can also serve as a handy lubricant.

... for squeeky hinges. Doors. Cabinets. You know.

*cough*
goodlordyshorty:
Haha, that Hunter costume is great!
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fucked up my car a little today. parked in front of a brick wall after not eating anything for some time (ascetic fetish). put it in drive instead of reverse, knocking the front clip against said wall. this pushed back along the fender, making a large shallow buckle in the metal. now it really is the whitetrashmobile.

tonight, though, I feel potent. on edge. I...
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Latest revelation: It's starting to look like there's hope for life after college.

Latest read: The Assault on Tony's, John O' Brien. (Famous for Leaving Las Vegas. Shot himself in the head before finishing Assault.)
freddyg:
what the fuck is with this bleak outlook? "life broke down" "starting to look like theres hope"
buck up little camper, all is not lost.

what the hell were you expecting after grad school? or was it a shock to realise you were going to stay in ames? thought it was all going to end?

justinxl:
It's just weird that out of all the time I sit around and think about the future, I'd never thought about what kind of job I'd have or about being a productive member of our modern society.

I always thought about traveling around the world, meeting interesting people, romancing some amazing woman, living in the big city, etc.. So now I'm realizing that this whole "employment" thing is actually a big part of that future.

I was disappointed in myself (at first) to be staying in the same place I've been for 7+ years, but my job is turning out to be better than I could ever have expected. It's a rare thing to truly be able to be yourself at work, as opposed to assuming a separate "job persona" that's compatible with coworkers.

Anyways, I feel like I've made some really strong friendships out of the deal, which is more valuable than whatever they could pay me. Maybe Ames is home afterall.