Blegh. Who gets a cold in summer? Oh yeah, me! Looking back, I've been fighting it for a few days, but finally, it prevailed. After a long painful fight on Saturday, I resigned myself to the fact that, yes, I am not well. And I used it to my complete advantage. I mean, when else can one get away with staying in bed for multiple daylight hours ( ( Read more... )

Complain as I might about my job, I definitely get to know some cool places and see things I probably wouldn't be seeing otherwise. Tuesday, I canvassed houseboats. It's definitely a weird experience when you step onto something that isn't quite stable, then you knock on a door that is floating away. Yesterday, I canvassed in Muir Beach. The houses ( Read more... )

Aiee! I'm sooooo tired of work, but I can't quit until after I go to Seattle and find another job. Blegh. <-- Has that even been established as a made-up word yet? I think not. I think it's more than the fact that I've lost that beginning of the job excitement - I think I've come to really know what this sort of canvassing is about, and it's just ( Read more... )

It's easy to forget, but life is so fleeting. Mortality is something very real, and often shows itself very harshly. So in the meantime, knowing that time is limited, what is really one's purpose in life? I'm talking about individuals, but also about humanity as a whole. How does each person fit into this broader view of life? What more do we need ( Read more... )

So I went to bed a little before 4, couldn't sleep until at least 4:15, and even then, it wasn't a deep sleep and I kept waking up at 6:00, 7:00, 8:00, 9:00, and eventually got up at 10:00. Ugh. Apart from not getting good sleep after I drink ANY alcohol, I'm stressing about getting a red light violation from the stupid Berkeley PD. One of those ( Read more... )

So mia madre is returning on Friday night. I've enjoyed the absence. Not only do I generally enjoy being on my own, I also have freedom. I don't have to worry about offending or worrying or bothering anybody by coming home late. I don't know if it's good or bad that I'm learning to live at home again (which is a helluva lot more difficult the ( Read more... )

Why do I do this to myself? There is no reason for me to try and get my hopes up about something, even though I know it's not going to happen, and then disappoint myself when it doesn't happen. Fucking shit. Why don't I get myself a job that pays decently so that I can fucking afford to move away soon. Sure, it's so easy to be on the outside, ( Read more... )

Aight, it's time for an update in reverse ( Read more... )

Today was a 20 min day. I spent 20 min at my friend's house after I finished my shopping and before I had to be on my way to work. I spent 20 min at a bar after work and before I had to pick up my dad from the airport. And I spent only 20 min talking to cool people about saving the world. I've realized that what really got to me tonite was not ( Read more... )

Every time I have a good weekend, I feel like I have to document it, even if I don't feel like it. I think I want to be able to read back about it later, even though it'll probably be very un-interesting, because I never wanted to write it in the first place ( Read more... )