There Is Nothing To Do In Port Chester But Eat.
To counteract the inevitable, I went to the library and took out several hilarious workout DVDs. Several days later, they remain sitting on the counter. I remain sitting on this couch. Hurray for motivation!
I think I've overwhelmed myself with the amount of self-improvement projects I've taken on (exercise, complicated cooking endeavors, learn spanish casette tapes...), and the result is nearly no improvement whatsoever. I seem to be getting better at guitar (the tips of the fingers on my left hand are rock hard), but I may have an inflated sense of self-confidence since no one else here plays at all.
I went to my dear city on Sunday, the most social I've been, since I saw the highest concentration of old friends. Aside from that, I hang in small town limbo until I start working (next week?). I wake up, float around the kitchen, drive Liv places, avoid social settings...all of my typical behavior.
I made a little visit to the high school today. The whole experience was bizarre and vaguely unpleasant for some reason or other. I did see some familiar faces, but maybe they were less familiar than I had thought...? Cryptic...I know...sorry. I'm just thinking about all of those teachers who are still there, and what it must take to walk into that building everyday without burning out.
Ugh. I'm going to have to manufacture some adventure before I loose it.
I think I've overwhelmed myself with the amount of self-improvement projects I've taken on (exercise, complicated cooking endeavors, learn spanish casette tapes...), and the result is nearly no improvement whatsoever. I seem to be getting better at guitar (the tips of the fingers on my left hand are rock hard), but I may have an inflated sense of self-confidence since no one else here plays at all.
I went to my dear city on Sunday, the most social I've been, since I saw the highest concentration of old friends. Aside from that, I hang in small town limbo until I start working (next week?). I wake up, float around the kitchen, drive Liv places, avoid social settings...all of my typical behavior.
I made a little visit to the high school today. The whole experience was bizarre and vaguely unpleasant for some reason or other. I did see some familiar faces, but maybe they were less familiar than I had thought...? Cryptic...I know...sorry. I'm just thinking about all of those teachers who are still there, and what it must take to walk into that building everyday without burning out.
Ugh. I'm going to have to manufacture some adventure before I loose it.