that was a strange entry to look at after a while. felt like changing it but i don't know that i have all that much to say.
i am really tired and hot and sweaty right now. i am a little dissapointed in recent events. nothing i feel like going into, but all in all, quite retarded and really fucking stupid.
interviewing roommates is lame. especially since i have been ignoring all of the guy's who interview. i don't like living with guys, i already have one guy roommate, i think we need a girl to replace our girl.
my job is more and more mind-numbing every day and i have almost completely resigned myself to doing just enough to escape notice. its a tricky situation, because i only like dealing with customers who care about what their business looks like and NONE of my customers could actually care all that much if they are coming to Instant Sign Center for design work in the first place.
i had a pretty long talk tonight with a girl i've been digging lately; things are going pretty cool in that department.
i didn't get much of anything done here today. its too hot. i'm too fed up with my job and i can summon much enthusiasm for the projects i am working on right now.
i had two free meals today, but neither really filled me up.
sometimes strange and silly things that you don't really understand happen and you just have to deal with them and move on. sometimes the things that used to make sense don't mean a damn and its all upside down and the only thing you can do is get angered by it and just let it fall out of your life and move on. somebody asked if it made me sad and truth be told it didn't make me feel good, but it hasn't actually "hurt" so to speak, its just been incredibly dissapointing. and i know dissapointing. i'm used to dissapointing. people with high standards get let down a lot. you get used to it. nothing to do but wake up again tomorrow and keep being yourself.
i am really tired and hot and sweaty right now. i am a little dissapointed in recent events. nothing i feel like going into, but all in all, quite retarded and really fucking stupid.
interviewing roommates is lame. especially since i have been ignoring all of the guy's who interview. i don't like living with guys, i already have one guy roommate, i think we need a girl to replace our girl.
my job is more and more mind-numbing every day and i have almost completely resigned myself to doing just enough to escape notice. its a tricky situation, because i only like dealing with customers who care about what their business looks like and NONE of my customers could actually care all that much if they are coming to Instant Sign Center for design work in the first place.
i had a pretty long talk tonight with a girl i've been digging lately; things are going pretty cool in that department.
i didn't get much of anything done here today. its too hot. i'm too fed up with my job and i can summon much enthusiasm for the projects i am working on right now.
i had two free meals today, but neither really filled me up.
sometimes strange and silly things that you don't really understand happen and you just have to deal with them and move on. sometimes the things that used to make sense don't mean a damn and its all upside down and the only thing you can do is get angered by it and just let it fall out of your life and move on. somebody asked if it made me sad and truth be told it didn't make me feel good, but it hasn't actually "hurt" so to speak, its just been incredibly dissapointing. and i know dissapointing. i'm used to dissapointing. people with high standards get let down a lot. you get used to it. nothing to do but wake up again tomorrow and keep being yourself.
I can honestly say I am THERE right now. I'm hoping my enthusiasm for work will change when I change jobs, but I'm not gonna hold my breath. All I got done today was a bit of organizing at the gallery and an hour long phonecall from the Pip (while still at work).
And of course I know where to find ya. You will know when I'm on my way back. I think half the world will kow with how excited I get even thinking about moving back