I've been online for the past 2 1/2 hours. It's not enough that I sit at the computer at work, but that I do it in my free time. I've just been reading some stories, checking out the latest news, answering some email, and reading and responding to some blogs. I've been at my sister's house this whole time, using her internet instead of surfing at school, drinking coffee and raiding her fridge. I've got the cable going on, and am watching some good film techniques on Movie Television. Basically, I'm just wasting oxygen and filling up some brain cells for trivial purposes. I should go out for a run... maybe that will clean out my mind a bit.
Whew. After yesterday's blog, it wouldn't have been surprising at all if I had've gone full-out postal. Too much information, too much brainpower was being exerted. I calmed down by renting a total-global-in-peril situation movie aka The Day After Tomorrow. Nothing like watching New York getting the shaft to bring me back down to earth. Yes, I did find a bit of a thrill in the annihilation of millions of New Yorkers, but at least they were computer-generated. The plus side was that both Jake Gyllenhall and Dennis Quaid were in the flick. If I couldn't have one, I'd definitely have the other.
Actually, after reading Migs' blog 'why aren't you married yet?' I'd have to say that I've given it some thought. It's not that i don't believe in marriage, it's not that i'm afraid of marriage, and it's certainly not that i haven't had some good models of how a marriage ought to work. Mostly it's just plain simple. i haven't met the right person. Or that person has yet to meet me. i don't have a blueprint for the ultimate partner and i don't have a timetable for marriage. if it happens, it happens. if it don't, i'm definitely not going to be shedding any tears. hell, i haven't had any nightmares about missing my prom. I'm sure not going to lose any sleep over not walking down the aisle. What will be, will be.
I've been rewriting my great Canadian novel. Hehehe. Actually, I've got an obligation to submit a project to my professor at school that i've avoided like the plague. I've been doing some serious slacking in that department and while it's almost done, almost is not getting me anywhere. It's a project concerning native child welfare that's tough to wrap up. I've got a lot of sourcing to do, which is always a bitch. I've got all my notes and factoids together, it's just bringing it all down to an organized finish. Not my strong suit. My suit is called 'shirking responsibility'. The funny thing is this: I've already got the grade. I've graduated from school even. But I feel that I must still submit the bloody paper for some 'ethical' reason. Blah....
Well, I've got stuff to do. Stuff that I should do. Plus, I start nights again tonight, so I HAVE to fit in a nap this afternoon at some time.
Really.