I can't sleep...
The time change has fucked up my system real good. My body says I have a little time to putter around. The clock says I don't. So, I figured I would fuck around here at my blog a little bit in hopes to loll myself to sleep out of sheer boredom with my own writing. So far it isn't working.
I don't have much to report, other then I spent the afternoon putting in my applications at various web-sites in hopes of finding my way out of here. Last weekend I crossed the "abyss" yet again, and as I did so I hoped that my countless journeys through there would hopefully come to an end soon. That trip literally kills me. At mile marker 145 there is rest area. A billboard claims that Nostradamus predicted the wonderful experience of a Steak N' Shake at exit 160. And, there is a University Farm at mile marker 168. That's what I do as I cross that abyss. I memorize mile-markers. I often find myself counting them either up or down depending on my direction of travel. Then, I make a mental note of something interesting. Needless to say, the memorization process is quite easy. There is nothing all that interesting to note. I think my car hates that drive as well. Every once in awhile, it makes a crick noise kinda like a bored horse might make on its journey from one desolate locale in the west to another. I guess you might say I am bored to tears with my existence here. I am not saying that I can find excitement when I move back North, but I know that there is more to do. It is the adventures in the Chicagoland I look forward too, now that I feel I can make them.
I went to see the "Kite Runner" today with some friends. I felt the filmmakers left some key things plot points out dulling down the emotional experience I had with the book. I should've known that the book would be better. It's a given, yet I hoped the film would have some emotional weight to it. ... My blog did a weird thing just there... knocking me out in mid-thought. Anyway, my prevailing thought as I watched the film was, "Why in the world did humans settle in that desolate area? There is nothing, I mean nothing there!" I don't think the filmmakers wanted me to have such thoughts.
Well, I think that about does it. I should really try to get some ZZZZs. I have work.
I don't have much to report, other then I spent the afternoon putting in my applications at various web-sites in hopes of finding my way out of here. Last weekend I crossed the "abyss" yet again, and as I did so I hoped that my countless journeys through there would hopefully come to an end soon. That trip literally kills me. At mile marker 145 there is rest area. A billboard claims that Nostradamus predicted the wonderful experience of a Steak N' Shake at exit 160. And, there is a University Farm at mile marker 168. That's what I do as I cross that abyss. I memorize mile-markers. I often find myself counting them either up or down depending on my direction of travel. Then, I make a mental note of something interesting. Needless to say, the memorization process is quite easy. There is nothing all that interesting to note. I think my car hates that drive as well. Every once in awhile, it makes a crick noise kinda like a bored horse might make on its journey from one desolate locale in the west to another. I guess you might say I am bored to tears with my existence here. I am not saying that I can find excitement when I move back North, but I know that there is more to do. It is the adventures in the Chicagoland I look forward too, now that I feel I can make them.
I went to see the "Kite Runner" today with some friends. I felt the filmmakers left some key things plot points out dulling down the emotional experience I had with the book. I should've known that the book would be better. It's a given, yet I hoped the film would have some emotional weight to it. ... My blog did a weird thing just there... knocking me out in mid-thought. Anyway, my prevailing thought as I watched the film was, "Why in the world did humans settle in that desolate area? There is nothing, I mean nothing there!" I don't think the filmmakers wanted me to have such thoughts.
Well, I think that about does it. I should really try to get some ZZZZs. I have work.
posted by "Just" Joe at 11:59 PM
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