May 26, 2003 :: 10:16 p.m.
knitting lends itself well to trafficking drugs
So, jesus christ. It's been for-freaking-ever since the last entry, I'm aware. I was at Adam's, having many good times. I ditched the job at Giant. I can't do the overnight thing, as much as I'm a night owl. It just seems wrong. Also, donut fryer? Not really the job I applied for/wanted. I don't know why I accepted it to begin with. I'm going into Bagel Lovers tomorrow to talk to Roy about starting work there again. He's a good guy, and for some reason they LIKE ME there (gasp, choke, surprise), so I don't think it'll be a problem. It's less money, but it doesn't really matter too much. I mean, as much as I would orgasmically LOVE to move out of my parents' house, I know I'm not going to be able to swing it just yet. I could if I wasn't going to school in the fall, but I can't imagine being able to work enough to pay for an apartment while going to school full time. Not unless I waitressed again, which... not my idea of a good time. I'm not a people person. At all. I don't like them, and I certainly don't want to spend 8 hours at a time waiting on them and faking nice for a few bucks a pop.
But enough about the job thing. I'm sick of it. Sick of wanting things and being broke and needing to work crappy, boring jobs that don't stimulate me mentally or utilize my meager talents in any way. So, basically, sick of life. How novel. I really wish college wasn't pretty much fucking mandatory these days, because the first two semesters just left me totally disillusioned. And hugely in debt, for what? Classes that make me feel simultaneously bored and very intelligent, because I could be fast asleep the entire time and still get an A? Living surrounded by people who don't even need to open their mouths to be completely repellent? Yeah, that's $30,000 of fun right there!
No. I'm being bitter. It wasn't ALL bad (just mostly), but I definitely didn't get anything from it academically. And that's the whole point, right? I don't do the 'social butterfly' thing, with the drinking and the associating, so my reason for being at school is to learn thing. To grow and enrich myself academically. And it just didn't happen, so the entire thing became a moot point. I'm not really interested in another three years of moot. As much as I'm a lazy, slacking fucker, moot is NOT my friend. I like points.
BUT. Moving on. I'm steadily working through the heaps of crappy yarn I have laying around by making catnip mice. They're quick, cute, and they make cats happy. And since I cannot for the life of my think of something else to make out of the HUGE skein of yellow yarn that I have left-over from the Gryffindor scarf, mice it shall be. Mice, mice, everywhere... two for Adam's sister's cats and four for mine have already been knit, stuffed, sewn, and delivered to their whiskered recipients. Four more will be made for Dr. Pettice's kitties, and then lots and lots to be taken to the Humane Society and various other rescue organizations. Because I have a fucking lot of unpleasantly colored yarn and my desire to see cats made blissfully happy by dried herbs is simply astronomical. I'll post a picture of the mieces (to pieces) when I can snag the digital camera.
I'm wanting the strawberry cheesecake ice cream that's in the freezer, but I shouldn't eat it. I also have Doritos, but they're just not appealing at all right now. I'm sure if I ate one they'd start to seem more enticing, but now? Eh. I think mostly I'm just thirsty, so off I shall go to the kitchen for the most humongous glass of water that I can find. And then I'll trek back upstairs, pick out some quality episodes of Buffy (sniff), and knit up some more mice.
Adieu. I'll write later, I promise. No more 3-day hiatuses (hiati?) until the next time one of Adam's parents go out of town.
So hopefully I'll be gone again really soon. Heh.
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