a day in the life of a sleepy village
i just spent the last half hour reading your ljs and posting, so i thought i should probably do my own while i'm here. things are good for the most part. it's crunch time but i'm not feeling the threat yet. it's not a big deal really, two essays and a 10 min presentation. nothing i cant handle, far less than everyone else. i've been conciously avoiding sympathetic stress as other people loose their minds around me. like Jeremy, that stupid motherfucker. oopsy, i shouldnt say things like that. oh well, i'm pissed off. i think some people delight in their own misery, and although he tells me he wants advice and friendship and things like that, he's just a jerk. self fulfilling prophesies are rampant: i'm a failure therfore i fail. blargh....... i wish i didnt care. so i'm waiting for the frustration to subside before i talk to him again. i have decided to avoid him for the week, perhaps longer. we're supposed to roadtrip back to toronto this april, him, miranda, and i; i dont want to hate him for being all ridiculous and destroying all possiblities of having a good time. WHY IS EVERYONE SO CRAZY?! i see this craziness in myself too, and i hate it. theres so much ill-logic it's destructive on a world wide level, what is wrong with our species? we think therefore we think stupid things and only act on the stupid things we think? maybe i'll start my own philosophical school based on this principal... fourth year will result in nihilism because it will be a happier option than looking at humanity. ok, i'm done.
besides that little bit, things are pretty good. things with Steve are still aces. school's pretty breezy with only two classes to go to. the apartment is pretty clean, believe it or not. Miranada and i have been maintaining higher standards of loveliness, i give allison all the credit for inspiring this change in our lifestyle and general good health. i've been more on top of things than i was, keeping myself bussy and organized, working hard and attending class. i know it would take a long time to finnish school this way but it is all together more manageable. i actually learn things and have time to do my readings and all the other things i want to do. miranda and i are going to bike to the beach this week if weather permits. we are both excited. we're going to see some bugs today at the natural history museum... which i didnt realize existed until last night when she and i went on a very long walk about the city. we didnt feel like watching the oscars with becky and her friends... theyre kind of.. well besides ALWAYS stoned, rather self obsorbed, annoying and rude; with a particular habit of pretending they like you when really they just use you and ash all over the couch. you know, i dont do them justice, they dont mean to be like that, its just a product of focusing all theur energies on getting stoned. when making yourself high, on anything, is the most important thing in your life, everyone around you gets put last. and every effort to make things appear like they care is so hlf assed cause they have better things to do, like rolling joints on the book you were just reading and put down for a couple minutes, or eating all your pop tarts, breaking your jam jars, never cleaning up cause the couch is a much better place for a stoner. but miranda is getting very tidy, and so am i . i say "very", but i mean very for us; its not like spotless or anything. but we have a mosly clean counter and the living room is tidy and the only dishes in my room are the ones from breakfast. i just realized, this is all very boring. well, you dont have to read it. halifax is a very dull place but it lends itself to constantly noticing detail, which is great for writing. perhap i should do some.
besides that little bit, things are pretty good. things with Steve are still aces. school's pretty breezy with only two classes to go to. the apartment is pretty clean, believe it or not. Miranada and i have been maintaining higher standards of loveliness, i give allison all the credit for inspiring this change in our lifestyle and general good health. i've been more on top of things than i was, keeping myself bussy and organized, working hard and attending class. i know it would take a long time to finnish school this way but it is all together more manageable. i actually learn things and have time to do my readings and all the other things i want to do. miranda and i are going to bike to the beach this week if weather permits. we are both excited. we're going to see some bugs today at the natural history museum... which i didnt realize existed until last night when she and i went on a very long walk about the city. we didnt feel like watching the oscars with becky and her friends... theyre kind of.. well besides ALWAYS stoned, rather self obsorbed, annoying and rude; with a particular habit of pretending they like you when really they just use you and ash all over the couch. you know, i dont do them justice, they dont mean to be like that, its just a product of focusing all theur energies on getting stoned. when making yourself high, on anything, is the most important thing in your life, everyone around you gets put last. and every effort to make things appear like they care is so hlf assed cause they have better things to do, like rolling joints on the book you were just reading and put down for a couple minutes, or eating all your pop tarts, breaking your jam jars, never cleaning up cause the couch is a much better place for a stoner. but miranda is getting very tidy, and so am i . i say "very", but i mean very for us; its not like spotless or anything. but we have a mosly clean counter and the living room is tidy and the only dishes in my room are the ones from breakfast. i just realized, this is all very boring. well, you dont have to read it. halifax is a very dull place but it lends itself to constantly noticing detail, which is great for writing. perhap i should do some.