What do I do with myself?

[jeanpaul_shabaz]

For those of you who have not been keeping up with my (non-personal) life, here are the basics

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[vinas]

So this is the part where I, as a friend, say something. Problem being, I have no idea what to say. Usual solution is to not say anything because of that. Realisation! If I always not-say anything, people forget that I'm even there.

So here you go. Nothing useful. How about a 'me too'? This past year at school has been such a monumental waste of time that I'm looking down the barrel of considering what the hell kind of life there is outside of academia, because this is certainly in no sense a fulfilling life right now.

So. Drug fueled trip across the nation recorded S. Thompson style? I call Samoan attorney.

[jeanpaul_shabaz]

I like it. I guess I can take crazy genius writer who eventually offs himself in mysterious circumstances.

[vinas]

Not if you're taking it from me, you can't.

[jeanpaul_shabaz]

You called Samoan attorney already. Don't get greedy.

Something like that would do wonders for head-clearing, wouldn't it?

[vinas]

My trip from Vancouver - Toronto on the mushroom train stands tied for favourite week of my life. Everything unimportant melts away so completely that by the second day there is nothing left but whatever you put into your mind as the trip took hold.

[vinas]

Right, except that you're not. For some reason I decided I'd rather be a whacked out drug dealer...traveling around the country...doing drugs and having insane experiences with a famous writer...

You know what, sold. I would like to seriously propose that we go on an actual drug TRIP some time - perhaps with anyone else we can sucker in - and collaboratively notate the hell out of it.