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We Are Nowhere, And It’s Now June 5, 2008

Filed under: Life — hopelessrecluse @ 11:34 pm
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Ok, so I’m more human than I was yesterday.  I actually secured an interview today, and I have promise of another one.  So we’ll see how that goes.  I also put in an app with a temp agency.  Then I went and read at Panera for a while, and to my surprise, I got through a ton of The Mill on the Floss.  I was starting to lose hope for that book.  But it’s looking up, especially as Maggie Tulliver’s life gets more and more conflicted.  I hear she drowns herself, which makes me kinda depressed, but it also makes me want to finish the book.  Then i went and did something that I’ve been wanting to do for a long time.  I drove up into the mountains and sat on a bridge and didn’t think too much.  I just kinda sat there and took some pictures and enjoyed the peace.  It was so wonderful and quiet, and the light was perfect: it was right after the sun set behind the mountains.  And besides, it was 25 miles both ways, which gave me some quiet driving time.  Nothing will chill me out faster than driving a car with some good music playing.  So that’s what I did.  I guess I spent more money than I should have today.  It’s just so sad that one of my favorite pasttimes happens to cost an arm and a leg per gallon.  I wish gas could go back to $1.35 per gallon, like it was when I started driving.

Tomorrow I have to work at Corporate Crap, and I’m really not looking forward to it, even though I know I need to work so I can pay my bills.  I figure that if I get a job anywhere else, I’m going to say goodbye without any two weeks notice.  They screwed me over so many times that I don’t feel like going through the trouble of keeping them happy when I have something better.  But who knows.  Maybe I won’t get anything better. 

 

I’m Now Super Depressed April 16, 2008

Filed under: Life, School — hopelessrecluse @ 4:43 pm
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Walking through those glorious stacks just kills me.  Every time.  They have super old leather bound volumes.  They have brand new books about relevant literary topics.  I swear I paid only $.15 for a bottle of water.  The coffee is better at the Panera nearby than in Lameburg.  It takes everything I have in me to come here and look at all the people and the books and the grand entrance way into the library filled with earnest-looking students and not want to kill myself.  Why did I end up at Evangelical University?  I have to think there was a reason, otherwise, I would seriously kill myself for picking a school with half the books that are contained on one floor of one library in university of my dreams.  I’m going to continue sipping on the better coffee and get some work done.