guess that new leaf is harder to turn over than i thought
lately i’ve realized my life changes were minimal and really it just gives me something to do in the downtime between my pitiful hours and ridiculous drinking. sunday through thursday i drank every night and then went out again last night. i read more and try to keep up with the goings ons around and listen to mpr and such things, but still drink like a fish and spend a shitton of fucking money on eating out. what a waste. that and lately i’ve been chilling with folk that spend any downtime from work drinking. the ones i’ve known forever i have no issue chilling with, but i seem to be meeting new people that do the same and just bring me down. becomes a frustrating situation.
basically what i’m left with is a dry bank account, 4 books, 4 new yorker magazines, and an adbusters chilling unread next to my tv, and complete exhaustion both physical and mental. maybe i have to put more effort into this shit. i hope the rutabagas thing turns into something and i can find a decent starting job in the next few weeks. cross your fingers for me.