Life's a bitch and then you die...
Aug. 18th, 2004 06:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lizzy_copycatRight, then.
A friend told me her long distance boyfriend had gotten a LiveJournal to keep her updated on his life while they are apart, and I felt sort of inspired to get one too, to keep myself updated on *my* life. That would be nice, really. And maybe a little self-centered, I don't know.
So now I sit here on my newly assembled sofa-bed surrounded by boxes and assorted junk I never got around to throwing out when I moved, and which I am reluctant to throw away now, because I carried it all this way, after all. I don't remember moving ever taking this long before. I mean, I left the old place Monday, now it's Wednesday and my new place still looks like it should have been evacuated.
I've been coping with the stress of moving by complaining about this and that (filthy walls, broken cupboards, no name on mailbox, etc) to the janitor, whose only two responses to any problem seem to be "that's not my responsibility," and, "I'll get to that later," which he never seems to do. Of course, I don't exactly know *when* later is. And I'm thinking maybe being a janitor is just the job for me.
The stress of talking to the janitor I will cope with, apparently, by returning to the most boring job in the world, which I quit more than a month ago, because the girl who was meant to replace me can't seem to wrap her head around the fact that she has to actually show up to be working. This is *so* not how I wanted to spend the last week of my holiday before going back to Uni...
Maybe today wasn't the greatest day to start a journal...
But I'm not really as crappy as I sound. Honest. Because I know that in exactly one week Freshman Orientation will begin and since I was already a Freshman once that's bound to be a breeze. I know how to get around campus, how the library works, and where not to eat, after all. And by the Monday after that I will be back in class actually learning stuff other that "these pink slips go in this folder, and the yellow ones go in that one."
So, you see, it can't possibly go down-hill from here, and that's something, right?
A friend told me her long distance boyfriend had gotten a LiveJournal to keep her updated on his life while they are apart, and I felt sort of inspired to get one too, to keep myself updated on *my* life. That would be nice, really. And maybe a little self-centered, I don't know.
So now I sit here on my newly assembled sofa-bed surrounded by boxes and assorted junk I never got around to throwing out when I moved, and which I am reluctant to throw away now, because I carried it all this way, after all. I don't remember moving ever taking this long before. I mean, I left the old place Monday, now it's Wednesday and my new place still looks like it should have been evacuated.
I've been coping with the stress of moving by complaining about this and that (filthy walls, broken cupboards, no name on mailbox, etc) to the janitor, whose only two responses to any problem seem to be "that's not my responsibility," and, "I'll get to that later," which he never seems to do. Of course, I don't exactly know *when* later is. And I'm thinking maybe being a janitor is just the job for me.
The stress of talking to the janitor I will cope with, apparently, by returning to the most boring job in the world, which I quit more than a month ago, because the girl who was meant to replace me can't seem to wrap her head around the fact that she has to actually show up to be working. This is *so* not how I wanted to spend the last week of my holiday before going back to Uni...
Maybe today wasn't the greatest day to start a journal...
But I'm not really as crappy as I sound. Honest. Because I know that in exactly one week Freshman Orientation will begin and since I was already a Freshman once that's bound to be a breeze. I know how to get around campus, how the library works, and where not to eat, after all. And by the Monday after that I will be back in class actually learning stuff other that "these pink slips go in this folder, and the yellow ones go in that one."
So, you see, it can't possibly go down-hill from here, and that's something, right?
