Slacker? No, I'm just an undiscovered intellectual.
I'm sitting here in Johanna's apartment, six feet and one wall away from where she's sleeping soundly. I, of course, am unable to sleep, which will come as no surprise to anyone that knows me. It doesn't come as a surprise to me, either; I don't seem to be able to do much of anything.
Reading my friends page and talking to my friends, it seems that the University of Chicago spit out a bunch of confused, directionless kids that are scared of their own shadows and the shadows of anyone they may pass while walking down the sidewalk with their eyes glued to the ground. I was like this long before graduation, so I'm not exactly shocked. The funny thing about it, to me at least, is that while every university produces kids like this, U of C kids all seem to have some sort of confidence in themselves that leads them to believe that while they may be somewhat helpless and idle at the moment, they will eventually do something important, or at the very least interesting, with their lives. Doubt is creeping in around the edges for me, though. At the moment it's hard to imagine anything all that interesting happening in my life in the near future. My life is pretty much devoted to television, movies, music, and books at the moment, and a recent college graduate imagining a career in pop culture is like a teenager imagining a career as a video gamer.
Anyway, lately I've been building model World War II airplanes. I know how this sounds, but honestly, it's nice to sit down at a table with a bunch of paint and brushes and a hobby knife and build something. Besides, it makes me feel like I've taken up a craft, and allows me to pretend that I'll eventually transition into a career as a carpenter or something. Sometime soon I'll post pictures of the finished products, just so you know I'm not kidding.
Sometime in the next couple of days I'll be leaving for my third annual trip to Boston. Johanna and I will be driving out, which I'm looking forward to. It's a nice drive, which is good, since I wouldn't be able to afford a plane ticket anyway. Driving is one of the perks of having no money.
I'm hoping the trip will break up my life a bit and shock me into finding a job. We'll see.
Reading my friends page and talking to my friends, it seems that the University of Chicago spit out a bunch of confused, directionless kids that are scared of their own shadows and the shadows of anyone they may pass while walking down the sidewalk with their eyes glued to the ground. I was like this long before graduation, so I'm not exactly shocked. The funny thing about it, to me at least, is that while every university produces kids like this, U of C kids all seem to have some sort of confidence in themselves that leads them to believe that while they may be somewhat helpless and idle at the moment, they will eventually do something important, or at the very least interesting, with their lives. Doubt is creeping in around the edges for me, though. At the moment it's hard to imagine anything all that interesting happening in my life in the near future. My life is pretty much devoted to television, movies, music, and books at the moment, and a recent college graduate imagining a career in pop culture is like a teenager imagining a career as a video gamer.
Anyway, lately I've been building model World War II airplanes. I know how this sounds, but honestly, it's nice to sit down at a table with a bunch of paint and brushes and a hobby knife and build something. Besides, it makes me feel like I've taken up a craft, and allows me to pretend that I'll eventually transition into a career as a carpenter or something. Sometime soon I'll post pictures of the finished products, just so you know I'm not kidding.
Sometime in the next couple of days I'll be leaving for my third annual trip to Boston. Johanna and I will be driving out, which I'm looking forward to. It's a nice drive, which is good, since I wouldn't be able to afford a plane ticket anyway. Driving is one of the perks of having no money.
I'm hoping the trip will break up my life a bit and shock me into finding a job. We'll see.