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I'll probably start posting like crazy again. Alas, free time ahoy.
Summer has begun and with it a thousand difficult choices.
Most everyone has been disappointing. Seriously.
My job is most amazing. I work midnight to 8 am and I don't do much. I like movies. I like reading. I get paid to do this. I've been all over the internet twelve times. Mmm. The downside is that I'm stuck in this schedule where I work 12-8, sleep until 4, and then do fun things until midnight. The problem lies in my days off, where I'm up for eight hours where nobody else wants to do things. So, I get lonely, which leads to undeserved depression.
Lindsay Riberio and I chatted today. I could tell the same story twelve times to fourteen different people but no one would quite get the jist like Lindsay Riberio could. It's good to know that after these years she's got my back.
Classes are a joke. Both are online. English 232 (American Literature, The Civil War to Present) is supposedly writing intensive. We are on a three week schedule; week a there's a one point five page paper, week two there's a three page paper, week three there's a half page response. It takes me less than an hour to write a three page "essay". Love this class. And then there's CMLIT 108 (Non-Western Mythology). About 200 pages of reading, except it's mostly in verse, which means it takes about half the time it would take to read prose. We have a discussion post every Thursday and then a four-question short answer test every Monday. One of the questions on today's exam was the exact same question that was found on last week's discussion post, so I used the same response. Eaaaasy.
Yeah. So I'm bored. I'm seeing lots of films (good thing), cleaning a lot (awesome thing), learning Spanish on my own (or at least trying), running at least three times a week (yeah skinny), and spending way too much time alone...
Fiona had her first bowl of Cat Chow today. She also started having canned food last week. She is ten and a half months old and I think she's too young to be eating adult food. Oh my god I'm one of those crazy cat ladies.
Tomorrow I'm going birthday shopping. Yes, it's in three weeks. My inspiration is the cover of GQ. We'll see if I'm able to pull it off.
I've stopped shaving.
Nothing else to report, I hope everything is fine with you Mum.
Summer has begun and with it a thousand difficult choices.
Most everyone has been disappointing. Seriously.
My job is most amazing. I work midnight to 8 am and I don't do much. I like movies. I like reading. I get paid to do this. I've been all over the internet twelve times. Mmm. The downside is that I'm stuck in this schedule where I work 12-8, sleep until 4, and then do fun things until midnight. The problem lies in my days off, where I'm up for eight hours where nobody else wants to do things. So, I get lonely, which leads to undeserved depression.
Lindsay Riberio and I chatted today. I could tell the same story twelve times to fourteen different people but no one would quite get the jist like Lindsay Riberio could. It's good to know that after these years she's got my back.
Classes are a joke. Both are online. English 232 (American Literature, The Civil War to Present) is supposedly writing intensive. We are on a three week schedule; week a there's a one point five page paper, week two there's a three page paper, week three there's a half page response. It takes me less than an hour to write a three page "essay". Love this class. And then there's CMLIT 108 (Non-Western Mythology). About 200 pages of reading, except it's mostly in verse, which means it takes about half the time it would take to read prose. We have a discussion post every Thursday and then a four-question short answer test every Monday. One of the questions on today's exam was the exact same question that was found on last week's discussion post, so I used the same response. Eaaaasy.
Yeah. So I'm bored. I'm seeing lots of films (good thing), cleaning a lot (awesome thing), learning Spanish on my own (or at least trying), running at least three times a week (yeah skinny), and spending way too much time alone...
Fiona had her first bowl of Cat Chow today. She also started having canned food last week. She is ten and a half months old and I think she's too young to be eating adult food. Oh my god I'm one of those crazy cat ladies.
Tomorrow I'm going birthday shopping. Yes, it's in three weeks. My inspiration is the cover of GQ. We'll see if I'm able to pull it off.
I've stopped shaving.
Nothing else to report, I hope everything is fine with you Mum.