Makes an old man wish for younger days, yeah
So I sold out. I took the high-paying-cubicle job. Now I need to find some tacky knick-nacks to annoy neighboring cubicles. Also, responsibility? Me? Here's a tip: don't invest in Mathsoft stock. It'll probably start tanking, oh, around June 1st. I'm just psychic like that. I've got to start learning Perl now. Awesome.
I'm halfway through college. Ah, how time flies when you are doing shit-all except for the occasional schoolwork. Just think: in two years, I'll be out on my own, making my way in the world, a fresh-faced, bright-eyed, eager young nerd. Or, you know, lying drunk in a ditch. Whichever. Either way, it really makes you stop and think (and then ask yourself why the hell you bothered to think about something so utterly inane). It's nice to be home, and seeing people I rarely or never see. Like today, I went to see the BUA senior play. It was quite good. And yesterday, I hung out with several BUA people, like Magil and Anna and Massie and Roshini. It's good I haven't totally lost touch with people, because that tends to happen.
You know what there should be? There should be a place, like a website or something, that has hobbies you can take up, because really, when someone asks you what you do for fun, "waste ungodly amounts of time searing my eyes out of my head and shirking work in front of the computer" doesn't cut it. Hell, even stamp collecting or building scale models of medieval surgical instruments out of Q-tips or making those creepy-as-fuck dolls of children with their backs turned and resting their heads against their arms (molestation position if ever I saw one). Point being, I want to do something interesting with my free time.
Okay, I'm going to finish watching The Twilight Zone and enjoy my couple of weeks before I become a working man.
EDIT: Oh yeah, and when I was hanging out with Roshini and Massie et. al, we met an extremely witty middle-aged man who claimed to be a graduate student, and treated us to such witticisms as "What did the big chimney say to the small chimney? You're too young to smoke!" and "Who is responsible for China's overpopulation? Fookem Yung!" and one which he liked so much he repeated twice to me, "So a girl walks into a bar, and her clothes are so tight that they hug her body tightly. A guy asks her how he could get into her pants, and she says 'You buy me a drink'" HA HA HA what a suave guy. Also, he had a strange semi-British accent.
I'm halfway through college. Ah, how time flies when you are doing shit-all except for the occasional schoolwork. Just think: in two years, I'll be out on my own, making my way in the world, a fresh-faced, bright-eyed, eager young nerd. Or, you know, lying drunk in a ditch. Whichever. Either way, it really makes you stop and think (and then ask yourself why the hell you bothered to think about something so utterly inane). It's nice to be home, and seeing people I rarely or never see. Like today, I went to see the BUA senior play. It was quite good. And yesterday, I hung out with several BUA people, like Magil and Anna and Massie and Roshini. It's good I haven't totally lost touch with people, because that tends to happen.
You know what there should be? There should be a place, like a website or something, that has hobbies you can take up, because really, when someone asks you what you do for fun, "waste ungodly amounts of time searing my eyes out of my head and shirking work in front of the computer" doesn't cut it. Hell, even stamp collecting or building scale models of medieval surgical instruments out of Q-tips or making those creepy-as-fuck dolls of children with their backs turned and resting their heads against their arms (molestation position if ever I saw one). Point being, I want to do something interesting with my free time.
Okay, I'm going to finish watching The Twilight Zone and enjoy my couple of weeks before I become a working man.
EDIT: Oh yeah, and when I was hanging out with Roshini and Massie et. al, we met an extremely witty middle-aged man who claimed to be a graduate student, and treated us to such witticisms as "What did the big chimney say to the small chimney? You're too young to smoke!" and "Who is responsible for China's overpopulation? Fookem Yung!" and one which he liked so much he repeated twice to me, "So a girl walks into a bar, and her clothes are so tight that they hug her body tightly. A guy asks her how he could get into her pants, and she says 'You buy me a drink'" HA HA HA what a suave guy. Also, he had a strange semi-British accent.