October 2, 2005 12:58pm

So it’s been one year since I wrote my first entry. I was sitting in Weldon library, dead tired after a night shift, not feeling like researching and working on a large assignment anymore. A bland and joyless entry, perfectly matching my caffeinated misery. Today would be a good day to shut things down and start a new Xanga I suppose. Annotating my 25th year in a semi public manner turned out much more brilliantly than intended or imagined. I should figure out a good way to archive all my entries and comments. I want this year catalogued in some way too.

Saturday, October 02, 2004

So tired. This blog that is a few days old has zero merit. I guess a nice picture of Totoro is ok. Maybe I will throw my Animetric avatar in there and link my sig there to here. I don’t know why I feel the need to spout drivel online. Other blogs actually offer something. This one? who knows? I doubt it. I can’t really write anything too interesting if I want to remain anonymous. So tired right now. Have to get that lousy pattern recognition assignment done for Monday if it kills me, which it is. Coffee coffee coffee coffee. Weightlifted today even though I was exhausted. If all else falls apart at least I have that going for me. Homecoming weekend is going on right now. I could care less, except it increases hassles at work. About two and a half hours left until I have to be at work, not really enough time to do anything really beneficial especially when I am feeling this tired.

Anyway, I went to a place called Witch’s Woods last night with Merle and another couple. A Halloween themed carnival type setup with haunted houses and a hay ride through the dark. We had drinks before but despite wanting to, I couldn’t really get into it. Maybe the alcohol had a numbing effect but the costumed, high school kids, jumping out from every corner and yelling, didn’t really frighten. The four of us had to have been in the upper 1% age bracket. By the time the local kids reach mid twenties I doubt Witch’s Woods is high on their list of things to do on a Saturday night.

In other news, I’m not happy here. Numb and frustrated. I need a job. and out.

0 thoughts on “October 2, 2005 12:58pm

  1. I would say ‘I told you so’, but I can’t because I didn’t because I thought it wouldn’t be polite. So….. um. I’m pretty sure the monkey is looking at me disgustedly.

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  2. The things that we know now… are so shadowed in this post. I am amazed at your tenacity. BTW… you are a good writer, your fans love you!

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  3. Paranoia, paranoia, everybody’s coming to get me… I always liked that song, now it’s in my head.I hate that feeling of being the oldest person (especially since we’re not that old). I first got that feeling at a Lagwagon concert… I was probably 21, but apparently the only people who listen to punk are 15-18.So I stopped listening to punk.

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  4. i couldn’t comment on your most recent entry.  does that mean you’ve abandoned ship?  i hope not.  you’re one of my very few favorites.
    how’s boston?

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  5. Happy Blogiversary!  You know, the United States and Canada are very large, and there are monkey’s all over the place for you to look at and take pictures of.  You could go and be anywhere.  Really.  BUT, having been in a similar situation at one point, I know it’s easier said than done. – Carrie

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  6. ah, looking back on old enteries are tough, but actually with mine they are same shit, different outfit. I don’t thinking getting a new Xanga helps anything. ha ha ha

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