I don’t know why, but I really enjoy playing with Elmer’s white glue. I’ll just squeeze a large puddle of the stuff into my hand, and then smear it all over both hands so that I’ve got gloves of glue on. Once that dries, it’s fun to peel.

Well, folks, can we tell that I’ve been bored and that I found a bottle of glue in my desk?

Damn, have I been bored. I’ve been busy, moving stuff around and seeing people, but I feel bored nonetheless. Have I gotten so academic that I can’t turn my brain off during breaks from school anymore? Eep!

I have gotten so academic that I’m thinking that earning my Master’s over the next year before going to medical school is a break… Yes, folks, I’m definitely a nerd.

I really like the preview for "Gone in 60 Seconds." It looks like a nice, mindless flick, yeah, but what I really enjoy is the line, "Are you alright? Because you just drove through a wall." Great delivery, somebody give that guy a raise.

All right, enough mental meandering. Let’s get to a subject here. Do I have anything I want to talk about? Is anything at all important to me right now? No. I’m in limbo, and there is no way out of it. I suppose I needed a break, but a forced break just isn’t fun. I’m entering a graduate program in Physiology to bone up on my biology before going on to medical school, but I’m not going to be taking classes towards that for another four weeks or so. I’m not working, although I’m going to be starting on that soon. However, the job I’m starting is another in a string of mindless food-service jobs, because I need it to carry over into the academic year when my graduate schedule gets hairy. I barely know anybody here in my old "hometown" because I’ve been going away to school for six years.

I’m looking forward to starting classes, I’m barely interested at all in the few weeks of vacation I have had and have coming up. That, my friends, is a sad, sad thing. I want to start classes so I have something to do with my brain. I also want to start classes because I never really figured out how to meet people in any other situation than in school.

Sweet gracious, when the hell did I grow up? I have to admit it now; I’ve grown up. There’s no other explanation for why all I want to do is DO SOMETHING SIGNIFICANT. I’m not interested in sitting around; it feels like atrophying. Hey, "atrophying" is in MS Word’s dictionary, I wouldn’t have expected that.

Bitch, bitch, bitch. That’s all I’m doing.

I should stop that shit, since I’m going out of town to visit friends in a couple days, and then just after the middle of the month I’m heading out to California for eleven days. Even though neither of these has any significant effect on the future, at least I’m going to the world instead of sitting here waiting for it to come to me.

Rah!

Back that bus up.

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