2005-07-08

limbo

So life here is relatively dull. I've been eating too much and feeling kinda sluggish. My mother thinks she is feeding a small army and keeps plying me with pastries (I know, I know, it isn't exactly a tragedy). I'm finding it difficult to work on things, because I'm terribly sick of it all. I'm on page 62 of the thesis thingy, which is very good, but I feel like it is just never going to end. It's page after page of my own dull observations on not-so-interesting phenomenon.

I think I am becoming simultaneously under and over socialized. Under, because I thing the only contact with anyone outside of my own family has been an email exchange with ex-boyfriend Paddy and reading people's on-line diaries. Over because my family is everywhere, there is at least one person lounging around in each room at all times. Asking you to make them sandwiches. I like my family, I just don't have any friends in San Diego to hang out with. Really it isn't so bad, but I wish I could just get a job already instead of working on the purgatory that is my thesis (it's a state of limbo, being between two stages--grad student/employed adult). I think someone is coming, don't want them to see that I keep this thing. My sister never clears the browser after she uses it so I snooped and read her's (it was with one of the friend-networks, not a real one). She mostly bragged about drinking, but what do you expect from an 18 year old. It wasn't exactly all that interesting. I wonder when I became nosy, because I never used to be.

xanthium at 11:10 a.m.

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