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So I suppose it is time I jot down some thoughts here. It's been about a month... and an entry right about now sounds good.
Summer thus far has been far less bleak than I first anticipated. Currently, I DO have a job. The title of the job is "student specialist to the l UW ibraries budget and accounting office", but that really does not mean much more than "office rat". I file, enter data, pick up the mail, and other mindless tasks the Univeristy would much rather hire an illegal immigrant for and pay less than minimum for. It's a simple job but I am happy with it. The primiary drawback of the job are the hours: morning. I am expected to be in the officer everyday at 830 through summer and for the duration of the school year. I have effectively therefore signed up for an early morning class for the rest of next year. So, if one is ever on campus around lunch time or the early afternoon, give me a call and I will pick up.
Life otherwise... is difficult to describe. It is always difficult to force yourself to describe how you have been for an entire month with simple emotional descriptions like sad, happy, thoughtful, etc. I like to believe that I am a lot more complicated of a person to be able to be defined such a way. I deserve to be more than a one-dimensional character out of a sitcom. But, maybe that's just a defense mechanism, an excuse not to discuss some unpleasant thoughts. I suppose it is up to you to figure out which to follow. Nevertheless: I am alive, in somewhat good health, not exhibiting any sort of psychotic symptoms, haven't reached that elusive 400 pound mark yet; just being a "normal" person.
-Andy
Summer thus far has been far less bleak than I first anticipated. Currently, I DO have a job. The title of the job is "student specialist to the l UW ibraries budget and accounting office", but that really does not mean much more than "office rat". I file, enter data, pick up the mail, and other mindless tasks the Univeristy would much rather hire an illegal immigrant for and pay less than minimum for. It's a simple job but I am happy with it. The primiary drawback of the job are the hours: morning. I am expected to be in the officer everyday at 830 through summer and for the duration of the school year. I have effectively therefore signed up for an early morning class for the rest of next year. So, if one is ever on campus around lunch time or the early afternoon, give me a call and I will pick up.
Life otherwise... is difficult to describe. It is always difficult to force yourself to describe how you have been for an entire month with simple emotional descriptions like sad, happy, thoughtful, etc. I like to believe that I am a lot more complicated of a person to be able to be defined such a way. I deserve to be more than a one-dimensional character out of a sitcom. But, maybe that's just a defense mechanism, an excuse not to discuss some unpleasant thoughts. I suppose it is up to you to figure out which to follow. Nevertheless: I am alive, in somewhat good health, not exhibiting any sort of psychotic symptoms, haven't reached that elusive 400 pound mark yet; just being a "normal" person.
-Andy