well, i got a job. one that pays well, and has benefits. in an office. the commute is going to be hellish, but i can deal with it. i'm still applying for a few more positions, though.
i should never write right after i get up. i never have anything to say.
i'm packing my books for the move.. we still don't know what we're going to do. i'll probably stay with my parents some of the time, and on couches the rest of the time. unless we can find somewhere cheap to live. unfortunately, we're not all that good at shared housing. too bad. that would be cheap.
i have a philodendron. i give it love every day, and it's thriving. no pets, no babies, but a plant. i guess i have to baby something.
i should never write right after i get up. i never have anything to say.
i'm packing my books for the move.. we still don't know what we're going to do. i'll probably stay with my parents some of the time, and on couches the rest of the time. unless we can find somewhere cheap to live. unfortunately, we're not all that good at shared housing. too bad. that would be cheap.
i have a philodendron. i give it love every day, and it's thriving. no pets, no babies, but a plant. i guess i have to baby something.
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I think my main attraction to blog style is that it gives my journal, while reclusively staring at it, the cursory appearance of having some actual quantity of content, which is thus a reflection of my mind, thus obscuring that I'm totally bereft of any worldly or introspective insight whatsoever. Yep ...
[Edited on Aug 29, 2003]