Finding... serenity. Heh.
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cherrysher: t-minus three days.
I just realized that this coming weekend will mark my first trip to Oregon since high school. That, I must say, is far too long-- I dearly love the state, despite (or, really, because of) its manifest crazinesses. Though really, being from Washington as I am, I'm hardly one to tar others with the crazy brush. For example, it's much easier to get by in Portland without a car than it is in Seattle.
The surfeit of fast, reliable public transport is one of the only purely material things I miss about the East Coast, lemme tell ya.
The plan, as I currently understand it, is to take the Greyhound down to Portland on Friday, and thence to get a ride to Eugene. (cherrysher, I'll call you tomorrow if you don't call me first? Oh, and bring something Goth-y to wear. :))
It's an adventure like in days of old for a while, and then, god willing, I'll have some deathly-dull temp job to replenish my sadly anemic bank account. It's not the ideal way to earn one's bread, of course, but it rarely happens that people in my stage in life can do much better, at least without some trade-specific education, which I of course don't have, having chosen pure learning over practicality.
And frustrating as my current situation is, not being given the chance to prove what I know I can do, I don't regret that choice. I have the rest of my life to look for jobs, but that opportunity only really comes once in a lifetime. And, of course, most people live and die without ever knowing the joy with which I've already, at this early date, been blessed. I don't think I remember that as often as I should. Though my ego insists that I should have everything out right! NOW! I don't, but that's okay. I still don't necessarily like it, but then I am nothing if not a superlative narcissist.
So, it's off to another interview tomorrow, then a concert and then, my non-homosexual life partner arriveth. Life, really, is pretty damn good.
Be well, all.
cherrysher: t-minus three days. I just realized that this coming weekend will mark my first trip to Oregon since high school. That, I must say, is far too long-- I dearly love the state, despite (or, really, because of) its manifest crazinesses. Though really, being from Washington as I am, I'm hardly one to tar others with the crazy brush. For example, it's much easier to get by in Portland without a car than it is in Seattle.
The surfeit of fast, reliable public transport is one of the only purely material things I miss about the East Coast, lemme tell ya.
The plan, as I currently understand it, is to take the Greyhound down to Portland on Friday, and thence to get a ride to Eugene. (
cherrysher, I'll call you tomorrow if you don't call me first? Oh, and bring something Goth-y to wear. :))It's an adventure like in days of old for a while, and then, god willing, I'll have some deathly-dull temp job to replenish my sadly anemic bank account. It's not the ideal way to earn one's bread, of course, but it rarely happens that people in my stage in life can do much better, at least without some trade-specific education, which I of course don't have, having chosen pure learning over practicality.
And frustrating as my current situation is, not being given the chance to prove what I know I can do, I don't regret that choice. I have the rest of my life to look for jobs, but that opportunity only really comes once in a lifetime. And, of course, most people live and die without ever knowing the joy with which I've already, at this early date, been blessed. I don't think I remember that as often as I should. Though my ego insists that I should have everything out right! NOW! I don't, but that's okay. I still don't necessarily like it, but then I am nothing if not a superlative narcissist.
So, it's off to another interview tomorrow, then a concert and then, my non-homosexual life partner arriveth. Life, really, is pretty damn good.
Be well, all.
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Dear Starship Boy,
Date: 2005-09-26 05:52 am (UTC)That comment just seemed so WRONG on so many levels! And here I thought you were a gay boi. ;D
Re: Dear Starship Boy,
Date: 2005-09-26 01:44 pm (UTC)... just most of it.
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Date: 2005-09-26 06:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-09-26 01:45 pm (UTC)Love you!