i saw my life and wondered what the hell have i been living?
i've always been pretty resistant to keeping a livejournal because i never feel like anything worth writing about happens to me. after a few months of this, though, it becomes a bit self-defeating. so i've decided to take a different approach -- my life will always be considered worth writing about no matter how little happens. whether it is worth reading about is a different problem; but this problem is yours, not mine. so i will begin keeping one of those dreadfully boring livejournals of the single, friendless male. you've probably seen them before. through judicious use of lj-cut, though, i think i can keep this one from being as openly dreadful as some.
as one might determine from context i have had a rather revealingly dull weekend. three-day weekends tend to be harder than the normal ones; the four-day thanksgiving weekend was, as i recall, especially tough. at least i wasn't at work all weekend like last week.
on friday night i was going to go to the grocery, but i decided to put it off so i'd have a reason to leave the house on saturday. and leave the house on saturday i did -- i went to the grocery, wouldn't you know. then i watched half of a james bond movie. other than that i just spent time recovering for the forthcoming week of work and school.
today i went out to pergolesi to catch up on reading for my lit 101 class, theorein. yes, my lit class has a livejournal. isn't this a fabulous age we live in? i read through about 40 pages of marcuse and left the rest for tomorrow. the rest is about 80 more pages -- i have a fun day ahead of me.
there was some major excitement going on in santa cruz tonight, but i've no idea what it is. at about 11 o'clock there was a cacophony of sirens, followed shortly thereafter by a medevac circling overhead a few times and then landing on the riverbed. i'd never seen that happen before, but there you go. there were cop cars lining east cliff for the whole half-mile that i can see from my window. the helicopter was there for almost an hour before it left. i figure the excitement was either a hobo shooting or a disastrous car wreck. it was all going on about a block from my old apartment. i hope nobody i know was involved. i'll have to wait for tomorrow's (or tuesday's) paper to find out, i suppose.
okay, so weekends aren't my strong point. that's it. i haven't really left anything out. but i'm not ashamed, just regretful. this state of affairs will be resolved in time. i have some leads. in the mean time, just wait for next week. you'll be amazed at how much more exciting my life is when i have school. i don't know what i'll do when it's over. i'd better start getting things ready though.
as one might determine from context i have had a rather revealingly dull weekend. three-day weekends tend to be harder than the normal ones; the four-day thanksgiving weekend was, as i recall, especially tough. at least i wasn't at work all weekend like last week.
on friday night i was going to go to the grocery, but i decided to put it off so i'd have a reason to leave the house on saturday. and leave the house on saturday i did -- i went to the grocery, wouldn't you know. then i watched half of a james bond movie. other than that i just spent time recovering for the forthcoming week of work and school.
today i went out to pergolesi to catch up on reading for my lit 101 class, theorein. yes, my lit class has a livejournal. isn't this a fabulous age we live in? i read through about 40 pages of marcuse and left the rest for tomorrow. the rest is about 80 more pages -- i have a fun day ahead of me.
there was some major excitement going on in santa cruz tonight, but i've no idea what it is. at about 11 o'clock there was a cacophony of sirens, followed shortly thereafter by a medevac circling overhead a few times and then landing on the riverbed. i'd never seen that happen before, but there you go. there were cop cars lining east cliff for the whole half-mile that i can see from my window. the helicopter was there for almost an hour before it left. i figure the excitement was either a hobo shooting or a disastrous car wreck. it was all going on about a block from my old apartment. i hope nobody i know was involved. i'll have to wait for tomorrow's (or tuesday's) paper to find out, i suppose.
okay, so weekends aren't my strong point. that's it. i haven't really left anything out. but i'm not ashamed, just regretful. this state of affairs will be resolved in time. i have some leads. in the mean time, just wait for next week. you'll be amazed at how much more exciting my life is when i have school. i don't know what i'll do when it's over. i'd better start getting things ready though.