16 june 1999
9:56pm one month, one day

i can't believe i've been home for a month now. what the hell have i been doing? i haven't even started work yet, but somehow a month has come and gone and i have little to show for it. except for going to the outdoor school, which i love and think is a fullfilling, enriching way to spend my time. but what else have i done? i've
matted some watercolors

read some books

spent some time with a few friends
found a job
gone to my sister's graduation

written some letters
not all that much, eh? speaking of finding a job, i went through the pain-in-the-ass-ness of getting my class b driver's license (with passenger endorsement) for roughing it. not all too exciting in itself, but it felt good to pass, and hey! i'm one step closer to becoming a truck driver, if i so desire. being a truck driver is kind of a romantic notion to me... to travel the highways of the u.s., alone, at night, picking up random hitchhikers for company, talking to fellow truckers on the radio... why not? good way to see the country, since you get paid.

annie called today from santa barbara. i was hoping she'd be coming home this summer, but she's not, not until 1 august. so i have a ways to wait. it was great to talk to her, something we haven't done since christmas time. but since she's not coming home i really have to hope i make some good hang-out friends with some of the staff this summer. just so i don't sit in my house too much. and so i can find someone to go to the ani and maceo show with me.

you see, i got a letter from david the other day, and it doesn't sound like he'll be able to get out here for the show, since it's so soon. but he may come out in august. he said he wanted us to travel... unfortunately i don't get done with work until 20 august, at the soonest. so he'll either have to come in the beginning of august, hang out for a bit, then go on without me, or he should come at the end and i'll drive out to swat with him. but he has to be back a week before i do, which would suck, since i couldn't get into my dorm room. i'd have to find something else to do, or live in his room for a week.

so i wrote david back, and, in my letter-writing mode, also wrote to gabriel in thailand. he was somewhat worried about going... i hope life is good for him right now. and i sent along some great pictures from sophomore year, which he should appreciate. especially the one of him with huge hair, and eating bean dip.

10:14pm

10 june 1999 10 july 1999

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