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June 29, 2005

[summahummatime] ^{6:20 PM}

As I sit sweating in my apartment (it's hot!) and talking to my mom and the phone about making rent, I realize why the nostalgia bug has bitten me.

Now you wouldn't really know this, seeing how as of late I've taken to posting doodles and paintings instead of typing, but I'm telling you, me and nostalgia are buddies right now. All of my music lately is coming from my college and high school playlists, I've been having plenty a dream about days past.

I've been shirking a lot of phonecalls because I'm really not sure what to say. I'm working, yeah, but I'm in that fun "paying my dues" period where most of what I do is work and see little result. At times I lack amusing stories or personal advancements to tell someone, so I just sit and do more work.

It's not so much a weird place to be, but it becomes weird thanks to your surroundings. When your old friends are getting married and having kids, and your recent friends are older than you and showing you around their new houses, it gets a little weird.

I know that 6 months out of college isn't supposed to be anything yet, but I can't help wanting it to be. Maybe it's just because I'm on the only one in my place at the moment, maybe the indecisivness and confusion is better with peers right next to you, but all my peers are all over the map (that's economic, romantic, and geographic maps).

I need a nap.

Update: I had my nap. It was fantastic.

Talking to your mom? Old friends getting married? This wouldn't all be in reference to Robert Stewart's wedding that your mom and I attended... Sounds like, from your mom, you have a lot of things in the wings as hopeful prospects of income. I never doubted that someday, when you were a famous artist, I would get to claim that I ran around the Moore Elementary P.E. gym with you after school. It will happen - I am sure of it!

Posted by: Mary at June 29, 2005 7:40 PM

Wow talk about, the wayback machine. Hi Mary :)

I'm just impatient is all, and every now and then my optimism runs out of gas and needs a nap and a hamburger — but it IS weird that everyone is getting hitched and making babies and buying houses. I've got a wedding to attend in august, and another friend is eloping to Italy — sadly a wedding I can't attend.

And I'm sure quite a few people would balk at the fact that as a kid I ever ran, but I did, and still do!

Posted by: kyle at June 29, 2005 8:21 PM



	« radium \| Main \| alas » June 29, 2005 [summahummatime] ^{6:20 PM} As I sit sweating in my apartment (it's hot!) and talking to my mom and the phone about making rent, I realize why the nostalgia bug has bitten me. Now you wouldn't really know this, seeing how as of late I've taken to posting doodles and paintings instead of typing, but I'm telling you, me and nostalgia are buddies right now. All of my music lately is coming from my college and high school playlists, I've been having plenty a dream about days past. I've been shirking a lot of phonecalls because I'm really not sure what to say. I'm working, yeah, but I'm in that fun "paying my dues" period where most of what I do is work and see little result. At times I lack amusing stories or personal advancements to tell someone, so I just sit and do more work. It's not so much a weird place to be, but it becomes weird thanks to your surroundings. When your old friends are getting married and having kids, and your recent friends are older than you and showing you around their new houses, it gets a little weird. I know that 6 months out of college isn't supposed to be anything yet, but I can't help wanting it to be. Maybe it's just because I'm on the only one in my place at the moment, maybe the indecisivness and confusion is better with peers right next to you, but all my peers are all over the map (that's economic, romantic, and geographic maps). I need a nap. Update: I had my nap. It was fantastic. Comments Talking to your mom? Old friends getting married? This wouldn't all be in reference to Robert Stewart's wedding that your mom and I attended... Sounds like, from your mom, you have a lot of things in the wings as hopeful prospects of income. I never doubted that someday, when you were a famous artist, I would get to claim that I ran around the Moore Elementary P.E. gym with you after school. It will happen - I am sure of it! Posted by: Mary at June 29, 2005 7:40 PM Wow talk about, the wayback machine. Hi Mary :) I'm just impatient is all, and every now and then my optimism runs out of gas and needs a nap and a hamburger — but it IS weird that everyone is getting hitched and making babies and buying houses. I've got a wedding to attend in august, and another friend is eloping to Italy — sadly a wedding I can't attend. And I'm sure quite a few people would balk at the fact that as a kid I ever ran, but I did, and still do! Posted by: kyle at June 29, 2005 8:21 PM 3000 miles away and i'm going through the exact same thing. i feel your pain, buddy, and i know we'll both get through it, though i sense you sooner than i. take care Posted by: Ryan at June 30, 2005 3:07 PM Welcome to the rest of life, boys. It's not that bad -- you get used to it. Posted by: John at July 1, 2005 9:16 AM Life is hard, then you die! But you can have a lot of fun untill the last part... Take it day by day... Posted by: Johan at July 1, 2005 9:39 AM He that has... Etheldreda Posted by: Etheldreda at November 21, 2006 6:22 AM The end justifies the means... Machutus Posted by: Machutus at November 29, 2006 4:15 AM The end justifies the means... Machutus Posted by: Machutus at November 29, 2006 4:15 AM Post A Comment Name: Email Address: URL: Remember personal info? YesNo Comments:

June 29, 2005

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