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Jan. 22nd, 2003 10:40 amI'm sure this is news to nobody, but it's cold out. I finally remembered to get my SmartWool socks out of the dryer last night, which was a good idea.
My overwhelming reaction to work these days is "I don't care; if you want it so much, do it yourself", which is making it very hard to get anything done. The problem with that is that there are all these administrative paperwork projects that have to be done yesterday, and I just don't care.
I've decided what I'm rewriting my writing sample about. It's going to be about some of the various times in my life when I knew things had changed drastically. For instance, when I was allowed to go to the beach on vacation and spend all day down there alone if I wanted to, and when I went off to college and realized that there was no such thing as "go see what's in the fridge if you're thirsty" in a dorm room, and when I entered the post-college division of life and started buying green vegetables and caring when was the last time the bathtub got washed.
I wish getting out of the rut I seem to be in didn't involve money. I'm tired of money. I'm tired of not having any, and I'm tired of saving it so that when I've got some, I can give most of it to other people. Barter economy, anyone?
My overwhelming reaction to work these days is "I don't care; if you want it so much, do it yourself", which is making it very hard to get anything done. The problem with that is that there are all these administrative paperwork projects that have to be done yesterday, and I just don't care.
I've decided what I'm rewriting my writing sample about. It's going to be about some of the various times in my life when I knew things had changed drastically. For instance, when I was allowed to go to the beach on vacation and spend all day down there alone if I wanted to, and when I went off to college and realized that there was no such thing as "go see what's in the fridge if you're thirsty" in a dorm room, and when I entered the post-college division of life and started buying green vegetables and caring when was the last time the bathtub got washed.
I wish getting out of the rut I seem to be in didn't involve money. I'm tired of money. I'm tired of not having any, and I'm tired of saving it so that when I've got some, I can give most of it to other people. Barter economy, anyone?
