boy oh boy, my motivation is kaputt.
dear diary - actually, fuck you diary.
i've been on ei for what seems like a dogs life time. because you know, they age seven times faster blah blah. it honestly had a good start. i was excited to have all the free time in the world, to do whatever I pleased. quickly i realized having free time costs money. for most things, anyway.
i have been writing/playing music, reading a little bit and exploring the ever expanding catalog of woody allen films with my roommate. this passed summer i purchased a cinelli bike frame as a winter project. it's currently sitting on the forks in my room against the hideous dusty-aqua-blueberry color that I'm surrounded by. art.
at least i'm a few pounds shy of this fella -
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=175221829182669&set=a.175221825849336.36486.175099529194899&type=3
not to fret - i'm going back to school in the new year. oo la la!
i'm looking forward to using my days reading, learning, asking questions like, 'why?', 'how?', and 'what the fuck, teach?' (hopefully john travolta is in my class). instead of getting up at the ass crack of dawn to light a cigarette, throw a on a pair of coveralls, and walk...no, march towards a pulp mill to install insulation board to a broken boiler with an army of undesirables in the middle of no where. not anymore! now I get to sleep a half hour later, take a bus to north vancouver, ogle at vancouvers finest, hit the books and feel good about where my life might be headed.
we're about five hours and forty minutes away from being right smack dab in the very middle of the month.
i'm going to go put that in my pipe and smoke it....then watch one day starring anne hathaway.
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