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Current Song: Pearl Jam -- Alive.
Current Mood: Cheerfully jaded.
That was the most ridiculous friday night I've had in a long time, and the most boring Saturday night to boot. You can make bongs out of some ridiculous things but Darren has taken the metaphorical cake. Every time we get high now, because of that night I feel like I belong in .prison. or somewhere along those lines.
Work's coming fast so I better cut this short. I've got a new co-worker now that Katie is off nights. Her name is Valery, though I've been calling her Mallory out of ignorance. She's buying a couple videogames off me that I never played, so perhaps I'll actually be able to afford (1) real food and, (2) beer that isn't shite. Won't that be a glory-walk home.
Like a storm this summer seems to have come and gone quickly -- the end will come in twenty short days. Or at least it feels that way. We're into August now and it doesn't seem like I've done much other than work this summer. When I think in retrospect, I suppose I've gone to Colorado for three weeks this summer, read two textbooks on neuroscience and progressed the book more than ever. Perhaps it hasn't been so bad at all, there's been plenty of alcohol and irony along the way. I feel the same jaded sense of finale that accompanies every finished day, however. I know a whole lot more but it means a whole lot less. Last call for happiness indeed.
/Marc
"All that a state of mind need do, in order to take cognizance of a reality, intend it, or be 'about' it, is to lead to a remoter state of mind which either acts upon the reality or resembles it."
--William James.
Current Mood: Cheerfully jaded.
That was the most ridiculous friday night I've had in a long time, and the most boring Saturday night to boot. You can make bongs out of some ridiculous things but Darren has taken the metaphorical cake. Every time we get high now, because of that night I feel like I belong in .prison. or somewhere along those lines.
Work's coming fast so I better cut this short. I've got a new co-worker now that Katie is off nights. Her name is Valery, though I've been calling her Mallory out of ignorance. She's buying a couple videogames off me that I never played, so perhaps I'll actually be able to afford (1) real food and, (2) beer that isn't shite. Won't that be a glory-walk home.
Like a storm this summer seems to have come and gone quickly -- the end will come in twenty short days. Or at least it feels that way. We're into August now and it doesn't seem like I've done much other than work this summer. When I think in retrospect, I suppose I've gone to Colorado for three weeks this summer, read two textbooks on neuroscience and progressed the book more than ever. Perhaps it hasn't been so bad at all, there's been plenty of alcohol and irony along the way. I feel the same jaded sense of finale that accompanies every finished day, however. I know a whole lot more but it means a whole lot less. Last call for happiness indeed.
/Marc
"All that a state of mind need do, in order to take cognizance of a reality, intend it, or be 'about' it, is to lead to a remoter state of mind which either acts upon the reality or resembles it."
--William James.