August 21st, 2005
Recent events have brought me back to the conclusion that "Real Life" is just a big, ugly High School experience all over again.
And I was desperately tired of High School when I attended it the first time.
Yup. At least in real life, I get paid for 8 hours of work a day.
Heh. Too true...
AMEN. That part in college where it doesn't feel like that feels like a terrible tease now.
Indeed. I sometimes think about going back to college (and not just to get some Burrito Bros), but some part of me knows that it's too late. I can never go back :(
I wonder if it is like that everywhere....
I think so...
The cynical side of me is currently thinking that adulthood is just a series of resigned sighs.
I feel like that sometimes, too, especially when things in my life are disappointing. Other times, tho, it feels like adulthood is a pretty insane adventure.
Where have you been? I miss you.
Can we go get drunk together at con away from all the Browncoats?
Ok, well...since we don't really drink....can we go find a cool dark spot to decompress?
Or if not that, throw things at them as they walk around?
Been working mostly.
Can we decompress and throw things at the Browncoats?
Most definitely.... we can even throw semi-hard things at them if you'd like.