My life is actually probably pretty swell. Hell, it is. I'm just no less socially incompetent.
Stop me if you've heard this one before.
Sometimes I think I loathe people perhaps far too easily, but then lo and behold they go ahead and prove that I loathe people not nearly easily enough. I worry that after college, I am going to share my workplace with the same people that think a good time is getting wasted drunk every weekend. Ugh. Somebody who has lived life tell me this is not so. Please.
Well, if only for the time being, I am still touched by a sort of stupid optimism that life will be better when I have a job and am living on my own terms.
In internet-related news, Scary Go Round ended some weeks ago. That was saddening; the comic has by and far the best character development I've seen in any sort of comic, web or otherwise. My favorite character, of course, is
Ryan, who has made a
reappearance in the new comic by The Englishman, set three years in the future. I am excited. Nobody else probably cares, but I am excited at the prospects.
Also, I have come into possession of a rather nice professor style jacket. It's not quite tweed, but it will do. Maybe it is time to start expanding my wardrobe.
If I go to the gym again tomorrow, it will break my record for number of times gone to the gym in a week. It will set a new record at three.