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Today I made a discovery. I am in a rut. It's not quite the rut you imagine when first thinking of a rut; dirty, perhaps a bit swampy with beer from a week ago swimming in the water left from the street cleaners and the filthy Los Angeles rain. You know, the kind of ruts that you step clumbsily over to avoid run-ins with the sorts of nasty bacteria that must be infecting the already nastified concrete. I realize that I am painting a beautiful picture of the row and that that was not at all my intention. But the rut I am in is, I suppose, something like the looks of the row after a Thursday night fuck fest in any of the various fraternities on the south side of the street. You have to move your car by 8 in the morning on a Tuesday so that the street cleaner can come and fix the mess. But it never gets any better. I argue, actually, that it just makes it worse.
The filth of this rut could probably be fixed by a few additional drains, or waking up the Lambda Chi pledges from their hungover slumber and having them clean it themselves. This is much like my rut, for I could easily clean it up and stop infecting its waters. Instead, it is almost as if I have become accustomed to this sort of filth. I'm evolving.
This is getting much too creepy now.
Anyway, school is the basis for the rut. I dropped out of Organic Chemistry. Chemistry always seems to be the reason for my downfall. Now, though, I really don't need to ever take Organic Chemistry ever ever again, and that pleases me. What I do need to do is figure out how I can motivate myself to do well in, um, the rest of my life. I'm evidently sub-par on the school thing, but additionally my friendships, extra-curriculars, and the like. I could always resort to surfing, but something tells me that that would not help on the school front. The quest for meaningful occupations begins...
Or I can just keep working out in hopes of pulling myself out.
The filth of this rut could probably be fixed by a few additional drains, or waking up the Lambda Chi pledges from their hungover slumber and having them clean it themselves. This is much like my rut, for I could easily clean it up and stop infecting its waters. Instead, it is almost as if I have become accustomed to this sort of filth. I'm evolving.
This is getting much too creepy now.
Anyway, school is the basis for the rut. I dropped out of Organic Chemistry. Chemistry always seems to be the reason for my downfall. Now, though, I really don't need to ever take Organic Chemistry ever ever again, and that pleases me. What I do need to do is figure out how I can motivate myself to do well in, um, the rest of my life. I'm evidently sub-par on the school thing, but additionally my friendships, extra-curriculars, and the like. I could always resort to surfing, but something tells me that that would not help on the school front. The quest for meaningful occupations begins...
Or I can just keep working out in hopes of pulling myself out.