Last night I finished watching the first season of Heroes (oh, how much sleep I have lost in the past few days due to that show). And what did I do when it was complete? Why I went to the library to search for the second season, of course. However, to my great disdain, it was taken out already and so, in my grief, I signed out the third season of 30 Rock and the first of Californication and voila! proceeded to waste my life away in front of the television screen all night.
This is what my life has come to. On another note, I bought four books for $4.00 while at the library, which made me feel quite great, as $4.00 would seldom buy half a book let alone four whole ones. And to think I had waited two years to get a library card when all along I could have been getting free movies and cheap books! Shame on me. In regards to books--I am currently reading two, one being Good Times, Bad Times by James Kirkwood, which is quite good except that it's style reminds me a bit of The Catcher in the Rye, which was an absolutely terrible novel (I hate to insult dear, departed Salinger's honour, especially given his recent death....but honestly...). The other is Medicine River by Thomas King, which I am told is amazing, satisfying, elegant and lightly provocative. I've only read about three pages so I've nothing to say in response to that.
As for the mundane goings-on of my life today, I am waiting. God, I feel as though that is all I do recently--wait. Wait for response from school, wait for OSAP application to go through, wait to be approved, wait for book lists, wait to register for classes, wait for my next pay day, wait for my life to start. Josh is feeling equally disconsolate? no...that's not right. Static and anxious. It is frustrating that I can not help him to feel better, as I am also plagued by the same inactivity...the same unmoving affliction.
Perhaps that is enough for today. I wouldn't want to start whining.
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