Today I did very little. I watched a couple of episodes of Venture Brothers with Julia, and then I watched a few episodes of Metalocalypse while tying knots in fleece to make Felix's birthday present. (the handmade one, anyway, I already gave him something but I think he'll like the blanket more.) And I ended up reading Venture Brothers RPS on AO3, which... how does that even exist? What even, and why did I read it? But it was actually pretty good so I'm not going to overthink it.

I also came to a scary realization today, which is that I really should have been working on my midterm for Psycholinguistics this whole time, except I didn't bring my textbook home so I can't, really, which means I'm going to have to do it all when I get back to campus, and that kind of sucks. :/ Oh well.

Tomorrow I am going to Syracuse in the morning because my father has an appointment in the city (I think it's the first of his second series of magnetic therapy, which means he might be feeling better soon, which would be nice), so I am going to buy a pair of Toms because I think they're really cool, and I also might buy an eyeliner/eyeshadow pencil so I can start wearing very simple makeup to class, and I'm going to stop by Borders if they haven't closed yet and see if I can pick up the last two books of the Hunger Games trilogy. So basically I am going to spend my entire paycheck, which isn't the brightest thing I could do. And then in the afternoon I am going to write at least one paper for Deviance and Society, maybe two if I get into the swing of it.

I go back to campus on Sunday. I have missed all of my friends a lot, and this break hasn't really felt very restful because of the whole potential moving thing, so... I'm just going to be glad to get back there. Not that I don't like being home, because I do, but it's so much easier to feel bored here. I'm not bored very often when I'm at Wells.

Day 02 - Where you'd like to be in 10 years

In ten years I will be 35.

God, I don't even want to think about it.

No, okay. I will be 35 and I will probably still be living in New York, maybe in Clinton County, if I'm in Clinton County then I'm going to be living in Plattsburgh, because I can work for the government and get them to pay off my student loans, and I will still be paying them off in ten years. I will have my master's in social work and I will probably work too much and hate my job and if I don't get drug tested at work I will probably still get high a lot, but mostly to deal with how much my job sucks. Because I am under no illusions that social work is going to be fun, easy, or particularly rewarding. It's going to be a lot of work for very little effect, I will constantly be dealing with people who refuse to do things that will be good for them, everyone I meet is going to need something from me, it's really going to fucking suck but I can't think of anything better to do with my life so I'm going to do it anyway.

If I'm lucky I'll be in a long-term relationship, but I don't expect to be married by the time I'm 35. Probably I will have multiple cats.

No, you know what? I'm working myself into a panic attack thinking about this, so I'm officially saying fuck this, I'm done with it.

I generally dislike going to the mall by myself but it wasn't so bad today. I think it probably would have been worse if I had someone with me, actually. I got everything done in very little time.

I picked up a pair of ash grey Toms which are going to be my primary shoes once the weather warms up enough to forgo socks, a fan for my laptop which is actually too small because Chuck is 19 inches and the fan is only 17, a sage green eyeliner/shadow pencil (which matches the nail polish Julia bought me on Tuesday), and two books at Borders. I was sad when I got to Borders because they're closing in two days and all they had left was crap, so I picked up some schlocky sci-fi to give me something to do while I waited for my father to pick me up. The one I started reading is about an alien who becomes a rock star. No, really.

Now... I really have to write a paper, even though my cat is napping at the foot of my bed and I'd really like to follow his example. Or maybe watch some more Venture Brothers, except I'd have to wait for Julia to wake up to do that, and I don't know when she'll be up because she was babysitting last night.

It seems like everyone and their mother is watching Hawaii 5-0 now. And by "their mother" I mean my mother, who had me watch the first ten minutes of the last episode. I have no time to get into a new show, Julia's having me watch generation 3 Skins with her and I think we might be able to finish the series by the time I go back to campus. I ♥ Frankie and Alo.

I'm also trying to write this paper, but I've got... like one paragraph and I need at least two and a half pages. I should have written it right after the drag show instead of dicking around for a month and a half. And when I went back to look in my LJ, I barely talked about how it went at all, so I have no way to refresh my memory. (Except for the memory of my crush in a dress, that will stay with me forever. ♥)