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2003-11-05 - 5:24 p.m.
Rats. I was hoping for Titus Andronicus. I now have 3 of 4 sets of 5 questions. If anyone else wants to send me questions, pls do so. I went to see the 2 Gentlemen of Verona last night for class. It was ok. Something like the Gentlemen of Verona cannot compare with MacBeth or King Lear, but you try. At least I don't have to go to class tonight. Instead, I get to read Michael Moore for Sociology tomorrow! Oh boy. How academic. In other news, I partied w/ Gary and Melissa on Saturday and w/ Shane and Craig on Sunday. It was fun. I called in yesterday. I slept. God damn, I need a but. I recieved my first phone calls yesterday. The first was a sales call. Assholes. In other news, I generally feel like mopping around, but I have high hopes. I just never do anything with those hopes. Well, if wishes were horses. I feel pretty confident about my current situation, I have a job, although it could pay better, I am in school. I have a nice place. I wish I had more friends I could drop in with, but this pool is ever expanding. I'd also like to have a S/O in my life, although this isn't a huge priority. The one thing in this arena I would really like is to stop having ppl say "oh, you will make someone very happy one day," or "if I meet you a year ago, you and I would be a great fit." That shit just gets old. I'm probably thinking more about this than I need to because I am in the middle of a nic-fit. I mean, if I really cared about that kind of stuff, I'd join a dating service. Or, rather, I'd post a profile to service I do belong to and respond to other ppl's profiles. You know, it would just be fucking great if everything I ever wanted, a nice girl, a perfect body, a great job, a good degree, dropped into my lap. -Jesse
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