Lazy, Tired, and a Bit o’ Sickness
I think the whirlwind of events of the past week are finally catching up to me. I’m feeling rather weak, dizzy, and even a bit disoriented, and i can’t exactly place the "why." My voice is a bit raspy, my stomach is churning, and the extent of my food intake was a bowl of macaroni. Seems even the joy of PA can’t fight off the ills of disease, but then again, could just be my body telling me to take it easy..i’ve been acting like im 16/21 again. (haha!)
Hersherypark today was cancelled, as all my friends but one bailed out. I found this very disturbing. Also, hung out with one of my high school friends, who pretty much did nothing but smoke up and occasionally mumble a half-cogent response to my "intelligent" conversation. Sigh, i’ve taken such a different path from my highschool friends, talking to them sometimes just doesn’t connect. Doesn’t help they refuse to play World of Warcraft, and instead cling to the dying corpse that is everquest. They are the only people i know who are constantly "bored" and yet "dont have the time to start something new."
But a little-bit of hometown friend angst aside, seeing/hanging out with Bob was a breath of fresh air. I remember how we met, our junior year of college at PSU, and we noticed each other because we had actually the same schedule. 5 classes, 50,000 students, and he kept popping. He always received the same two degrees from PSU that i did, psycholog and philosophy. He is, of course, in his last year of his Ph.D in philosophy (ABD!!) but we still share data, ideas, and work on papers together. In fact, while hanging out we came up with a new subject for collaboration.
The funniest tale about our similarities comes from 2001, when i first moved to NYC, and he he did as well (he went to SUNY and i was at the New School). Anyway, i was online on instant messenger one day when Andrea, Bob’s X-girlfriend from PSU, IMs me…and starts chatting. She found me via some sort of internet or username search, and was convinced i was Bob. "You graduated from PSU in psych and philo, you are in grad school in NYC, and you’re trying to tell me you ARENT bob?" Bob and i joked about it later, because in truth, at that moment, going purely by our-sort of "facts" i doubt you could find people more similiar. Nevermind the fact that she was trying to stalk bob and i wouldn’t give her his home phone. Haha, cheers for friendships.
Anyway, we’ve begun working together, and just as i had hoped, my knowledge of law offers great insight into philosophy and our discussions. But enough about that.
I only have one more day in PA, which makes me rather sad. On the other hand, i really do miss St. louis, and i’m excited to see my new apartment. More than this, things are already picking up in the girl department. *deep breathe* I love it when things start to come together.
EDIT: I really need to edit this entry.
Oodles o’ love,
Erotique
Ew, stalker chick. Yay for Missouri, though.
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“I’m restless but I don’t want to go anywhere.” I hear that a lot, when I’m dying to get out. It is frustrating, isnt it?
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New apartments are a wonderful thing *grin* Hope you feel better soon.
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