using livejounal for fun and profit
I'm currently crashing somewhere new, but I now have stable work and life seems to be cobbling itself together in a serviceable way. My new job is at Subway, which thoroughly blows. However, the paycheck that accompanies such dalliances is decent enough to excuse my gripes!
I realize now that this journal seems to stereotypically chronicle the life of a young man who, after many years of contentedness with being a sheltered nerd, decided to embark upon a journey of drug abuse and general irresponsibility. Alas, I must come to terms with the fact that I must become a functional member of our society to have anything approaching a fruitful or even enjoyable existence. If I fail at these tasks I may be damned to the pits of hell (though other transgressions probably have more to do with all that whatnot than idleness)!
In the near future I may move into a place with Pippin, which would be an exciting development. So far my search for abodes has limited itself to the walk from the westside (location of current temporary home) to downtown (location of current place of employment. estimated distance is approximately 2 miles), but I plan to expand my efforts (in addition to redoubling them and using too many parenthetical statements). Being able to invite people to my house and cook them delicious meals and mayhaps fuck the everloving shit out of them would be tops!
I've made the decision to keep a notebook journal of sorts, because then there would be no pressure due to the neuroses involved in presenting writings to others. My thoughts would flow like
I, I, I, I.
I realize now that this journal seems to stereotypically chronicle the life of a young man who, after many years of contentedness with being a sheltered nerd, decided to embark upon a journey of drug abuse and general irresponsibility. Alas, I must come to terms with the fact that I must become a functional member of our society to have anything approaching a fruitful or even enjoyable existence. If I fail at these tasks I may be damned to the pits of hell (though other transgressions probably have more to do with all that whatnot than idleness)!
In the near future I may move into a place with Pippin, which would be an exciting development. So far my search for abodes has limited itself to the walk from the westside (location of current temporary home) to downtown (location of current place of employment. estimated distance is approximately 2 miles), but I plan to expand my efforts (in addition to redoubling them and using too many parenthetical statements). Being able to invite people to my house and cook them delicious meals and mayhaps fuck the everloving shit out of them would be tops!
I've made the decision to keep a notebook journal of sorts, because then there would be no pressure due to the neuroses involved in presenting writings to others. My thoughts would flow like
I, I, I, I.