today was one of those do nothing days that fade into memory and end up having no relevance to the rest of your life ever again. I hate these days. My brother just offered me the best solution ever. He wants to invest in a condo and he wants me to move out with him. I am beyond excited. this could be just what i have been waiting for for the last year. I just hope this is one of his ideas that pan out instead of fading into the past never to be spoken of again, which is something that happens more often than you would tihnk. i havent done anything for my newstories yet except gather information. not rough drafted or anything yet and my deadline is wenseday. blegh. mister fert is looking at me and you know what? i like that. he is the one creature i wouldnt mind spending my whole life with. I know i always write so much about mister fert and about how much i love him but honestly he just makes me life better. I smile when he is around and he makes me mood immediately elevate. We fell asleep together for a while this afternoon and mom walked in and we both raised our heads and looked at her at the same time. It was cute and then we both fell back asleep on my bed. He is all asleep in his cage right now. No matter how much i try, i just cant sleep as much as mister fert.
I've been reading The Man in the High Tower (Phillip K. Dick) and it is just about as good as i've heard. Weird idea for anyone to think up but interesting. My music choices have been unusually eclectic lately. Juliana Theory, Mindless Self Indulgence, Otep and Pedro the Lion. Work music has been getting on my nerves. I cannot listen to one more pop-punk ironic cover of a top 40's pop dance hit from '99. There are more of those than you would realize. I feel like more of a regular at work every week. Which is nice because it seemed like everyone was fitting in better than i was, which, i have no doubt, is true. But it still isnt a nice feeling. And i havent put my books back in their shelves so i have two half loaded bookcases, an entier shelf of my closet covered with books and a gigantic box of books. organization and I never really got along.
School has been very fun. I changed my schedule around a bit. I open up the day with mass media and society move into asian religions take an hour break, newspaper staff to cultural antropology to english. Its a good busy day and i usually have work right after my last class. And i dont even have my last class on fridays, which is very nice.
My mind is all over the place right now. I cant sit and think about the same thing for more than a few minutes. Inbetween these half thought paragraphs i sit and stare at the screen without my glasses for a few seconds, wondering if what i have to type has anymore relevance to the previous sentence or if i am still just not able to keep a linear flow of conciousness. It seems no matter what i do my thoughst always seem to speed ahead of my fingers and i never get to catch up untill my thoughts lap me and im able to keep track of them again for a moment untill they speed up and away again. . . . it just happened agian now. i'll take it as a cue to stop
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