We are far too young and clever
And things won't ever change.
14 January 2004
5:30 p.m.
Ok, well, I'm back at school. Christmas break was nice. I relaxed and didn't worry about shit. I wish I could be this age forever, and not go to school or work, just live at home with my mommy and daddy and sister and guinea pigs and do nothing. I don't want to graduate and go to grad school or get a stupid job or really do anything. I want to knit and paint and make thing and read and sleep. Is that so fucking wrong? I just want to be a hermit in a cabin somewhere. That should so be a legitimate career choice.
But it's not, so here I am. My classes this term don't look so bad. No term papers, just a few projects. Which still sucks. I am putting in a lot of independent study time working in a few greenhouses, which I really enjoy, so that's nice.
Guess I'll say a few words about my weight. I'm trying to follow a few simple eating rules instead of going on some ridiculously strict diet. Things like, don't eat if you're not hungry, eat slowly, and stop before you're full. It's harder than it seems, or maybe just harder than it should be. I guess if it was easy for me, I wouldn't be fat. I'm going to try to get back to the gym, maybe Monday, Wednesday, Friday after class. But you know, I've weighed pretty much the same, give or take five pounds, for two years. I hate to even think it, but maybe I'm supposed to be this weight. But I don't really believe that. I mean, I'm not in my best shape, and my doctor told me to lose. So I'll just keep grinding it out.
I saw a couple funny things today. First, I was buying my $80 worth of textbooks (which wasn’t funny) when I noticed the guy ringing my books up. He a pretty crotchety looking old man, grey hair, frown lines, that kind of thing. He looked like someone’s overly serious and humorless grandfather. Except that on his shirt, right above his old man belly, was a sticker: ‘No return if unwrapped.’ Definitely unexpected. Then, as I was walking home, I passed the construction site for our new library, outside of which a bevy of construction company pickup trucks were parked. I noticed several from one particular company called Steel Erection, Inc. I totally lost it right there on the street, I felt like a thirteen year old boy. But seriously, even if you are in the business of erecting steel buildings, why would you call your company that? Other than the fact that it is awesome, I mean.
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