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Sometimes, even tho I like my job a lot, I just don’t feel like being there. Here. Today is one of those days. I’m all out of it. My brain is on it’s own path and stubbornly refusing to focus or cooperate. My body has joined the strike and keeps telling me that it just wants to curl up somewhere. This is not an option for at least another 4 hrs. My brain/body is not happy about this. They want to be under a blanket with a book/person/movie and then maybe do a little Christmas shopping. Plus, it feels like Friday and then I remember it’s not yet and that doesn’t help anything.
In the middle of a conversation I had with Rhiannon last night about careers and the people we know/knew (inspired by my recent close encounter with one of the stranger breeds of Tisch alumni), we decided that I’m starting my quarter-life crisis 5 months early. True to form, I am, as always, getting ahead of myself. Advice from my elder (haha you’re 26): “it actually lasts a year and a half, you’re right on track”. Wonderful. As if I don’t already think enough about my life and goals and how the past ties into the present and the future, and, well, everything….the random run-ins (and emails and ims) that I’ve gotten the past few weeks from ppl from both high school and college, ppl I haven’t talked to in years, must mean that I’m not the only one in this phase.
Me: i'm stalking nyu'ers on myspace
Me: i found carlo and jamal
Me: trying to find Jason
Me: ha
Rhi: good luck with that
[insert conversation about how we each enjoy naked cuddle time with the respective ppl we have naked cuddle time with here]
Me: i want to find jason p.
Me: boo
Me: damn myspace
Rhi: for naked cuddle time?
Rhi: tisk tisk
Me: hahaha
Me: no
Me: silly
Me: for networking
Rhi: he's really more my type
Me: exactly
Rhi: all black and male, you know?
Rhi: hahahah
Me: haha
Rhi: alright. i have to tear myself away from judge joe brown and bring ryan some food (he's not gotten lunch today)
Me: i have to continue my "do as little work as possible while i stalk alumni" quest
Rhi: good luck with that
In the middle of a conversation I had with Rhiannon last night about careers and the people we know/knew (inspired by my recent close encounter with one of the stranger breeds of Tisch alumni), we decided that I’m starting my quarter-life crisis 5 months early. True to form, I am, as always, getting ahead of myself. Advice from my elder (haha you’re 26): “it actually lasts a year and a half, you’re right on track”. Wonderful. As if I don’t already think enough about my life and goals and how the past ties into the present and the future, and, well, everything….the random run-ins (and emails and ims) that I’ve gotten the past few weeks from ppl from both high school and college, ppl I haven’t talked to in years, must mean that I’m not the only one in this phase.
Me: i'm stalking nyu'ers on myspace
Me: i found carlo and jamal
Me: trying to find Jason
Me: ha
Rhi: good luck with that
[insert conversation about how we each enjoy naked cuddle time with the respective ppl we have naked cuddle time with here]
Me: i want to find jason p.
Me: boo
Me: damn myspace
Rhi: for naked cuddle time?
Rhi: tisk tisk
Me: hahaha
Me: no
Me: silly
Me: for networking
Rhi: he's really more my type
Me: exactly
Rhi: all black and male, you know?
Rhi: hahahah
Me: haha
Rhi: alright. i have to tear myself away from judge joe brown and bring ryan some food (he's not gotten lunch today)
Me: i have to continue my "do as little work as possible while i stalk alumni" quest
Rhi: good luck with that
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