If you can keep me, I'd like to stay here.
What a fantastic fucking day it's been. Absolutely great. Splendid, in a million tiny ways. This after a week (or three) of frustration.
One of those frustrations being the fact that my cousin, who as previously mentioned is here for the semester, broke my digital camera after I lent it to him for his first night out in the town. What probably should've tipped me off that this was a bad idea is the fact that he broke his just the day before. When I found out every reservation I had about "sharing my city" with somebody from "back there" felt justified. Goddamn the little fucker for coming here and screwing my camera up. I cursed and screamed and shook my fist up at the sky until I got to the conclusion that this wasn't that big a deal. I wanted to buy a new one anyway.
He and I are still light years away at pretty much every level, though. I don't know if I should be comforted or alarmed by this.
Life has progressed smoothly, though. Oddly, after having chosen to take the semester off left me with a lot more downtime than I am used to (which was none), I feel more productive than I have in a very long time. I'm making small advancements on a lot of aspects. I'm writing a lot more. Even my "love life" (God I abhor that term) is shaken up by new prospects. And though last week was one of those weeks-- a million tiny defeats-- this one is shaping up to be a lot better. Let's hope this sudden rush of optimism doesn't fade.
Well, I leave you now. The office is just about closing up and I have a DVD set of Space Ghost: Coast to Coast episodes to get home to.
Onward and upward.
One of those frustrations being the fact that my cousin, who as previously mentioned is here for the semester, broke my digital camera after I lent it to him for his first night out in the town. What probably should've tipped me off that this was a bad idea is the fact that he broke his just the day before. When I found out every reservation I had about "sharing my city" with somebody from "back there" felt justified. Goddamn the little fucker for coming here and screwing my camera up. I cursed and screamed and shook my fist up at the sky until I got to the conclusion that this wasn't that big a deal. I wanted to buy a new one anyway.
He and I are still light years away at pretty much every level, though. I don't know if I should be comforted or alarmed by this.
Life has progressed smoothly, though. Oddly, after having chosen to take the semester off left me with a lot more downtime than I am used to (which was none), I feel more productive than I have in a very long time. I'm making small advancements on a lot of aspects. I'm writing a lot more. Even my "love life" (God I abhor that term) is shaken up by new prospects. And though last week was one of those weeks-- a million tiny defeats-- this one is shaping up to be a lot better. Let's hope this sudden rush of optimism doesn't fade.
Well, I leave you now. The office is just about closing up and I have a DVD set of Space Ghost: Coast to Coast episodes to get home to.
Onward and upward.