Okay. This internet connection officially sucks. As does this computer. I miss my lappy.
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One of the worst things in the world is pulling out your little, black, Tom Riddle-type moleskin book to get the e-mail addresses of all the people you want to keep in contact with and realising that you cannot read some of their handwriting.
Steve: there’s a character that looks like an odd ‘d’ or a deformed ‘t.’ What is that? And what is with your o/a/e’s?
Lucien: What is it with your m/h’s or your q/r’s?
If I didn’t know better, I’d swear some people were trying to give me the runaround…
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Why is it that people always comment on how I’ve lost weight? You’d think I was a giant marshmallow when I left the way everyone notices.
It was once this way with my hair too. Before I decided to let it grow crazy-style. Now that I shaved it, people started saying it again.
The hair people might have a point: I looked like a walking cowlick when I had long hair.
The weight people definitely have a point: I’ve lost fifteen pounds (about 6.5 kilos) since I left.
Wow.
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Convinced my mate(s) here to move out of New Mexico with me in a few years. Wow. That was easier than I thought.
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An idea for a new game came to me while posing an obscenely hurtful thought experiment to my mate over the question of trust. The game is thus:
“Random Hurtful Hypotheticals”
2: Suppose you came home one night and found your girlfriend in your bed with four hated members of the football team, a camera crew composed of your family, and your favourite stuffed animal being used as a fluffer: how would you feel?
1: Pretty damn terrible. Why do you ask?
2: No reason, I just thought I’d ask.
1: Oh.
Try it some time. The winner is the person that poses the worst, original hypothetical.
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Shouldn’t I be less busy now? I’ve been done with Finals for the past three weeks and don’t have classes for four more, but now I find myself in the thick of things yet again. To wit, I must now:
Apply for a job at the college paper.Get a job (if not this one).Think up 6 topics for my Independent Study in philosophy course (Then discuss them and write on one of them)Sign up for the courseGet a computer- Write an encyclopedia entry of the philosophy of religion
- Design and improve the vocabulary of my language
- Save up money for a return trip to Australia
- Write blurbs about every major column that has ever appeared in the Pix Capacitor and blurbs describing things about it for the website
Christmas shopping (that’s a lot of lumps of coal to carry)Find a roommate or an apartment- Move out
Finish several books- Finish my diary entries then retire my Australia journal
Buy a new journalCash my paycheck (if I can)- Renew the registration on my car
- Transfer the car to my name
- Eat dinner with the pops
- Set up an appointment to get my wisdom teeth removed
- Get them removed
- Write a bunch of articles
Patch things up with my mates in New Mexico- Get started with life
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Got a job as the Design Editor for the Round Up. I don’t sound excited, but I’m ecstatic.
You gettin a bit anno Pix??
Same thing happened to me when i lost weight after school finished, went from about 90 to 60Kg,the “Ben are you anno??” comments have ceased w00!
I know what you should do now, compile a list of EVERYTHING you forgot/left behind in Oz, i wanna see how long the list gets =)
Hypothetically, if I had an actual problem that meant I couldn’t write properly, you’d feel pretty bad now. Luckily for you it’s just that I have messy handwriting. It’s richosnotes@…
And just so you know, I’ve found out the amount of paperwork I’m going to have to do for the Platonic society. Feel content to know I’m going to scan it and email it to you every single week, so you can share the fun.
Pix, I met a woman a couple of months ago who used to be friends with my mother… One of the first things she said to me was “you’ve lost so much weight! Don’t you find that it’s easier to move now that you don’t have all that extra weight now?” I was *never* that big! I’ve never even got to 60kg!
Ah, welcome back to America.