Ennui

I need a back rub real bad. I've been working ALL DAY EVERYDAY, you know, like a real grown up.

I'm like a real person now. I commute to work, I eat with real silverware (alone), take care of a pet, update excel sheets, spend exorbitant amounts of time in front of some type of electronic screen and therefore have entered the suburban despair of adults that is in stark contrast to my evident youth. Ugh.

I'm so bored, y'all.

It kind of dawned on me last night as I was sitting on the floor, folding clothes that I need to mend. The t.v. was blaring nonsense and I had done nothing with my afternoon/evening.

I am bored. Like, identity-crisis bored. Like....chop-al-my-hair-off or call-ex-boyfriends-I-haven't spoken-to-in-years-bored.

I love summer. Don't get me wrong. I just have been spending too much time alone.

I can't wait for Sanders to move innnnn.

Time's up. Going home.

I am cranky. I am cranky because I am hungry. And cold. This here facility I'm workin' in keeps the temperature to a bare minimum and my digits are going numb. 

I had a pretty smooth transition into summer. There were about two weeks of event after event, peppered with deadlines and last minute study sessions, and then...radial silence. Static. Summer. 

I went to graduation to see Sandy walk and cried. Sandykins looked right at us, way the hell back in the bleachers, from down on the football field, shrugged, held out her hands, and said

 "It's done." into the camera her brother was holding. We rewound it and watched a  few times.

Last night I wandered into the film boys' new house and got the grand tour. They're taking house name suggestions. This is a trend I like. People name their houses here instead of saying "Colin's house" or some such. I live in the "Jerusalem House." Some of our friends lived in "Robot House." 

The front runners for their new house name are Doctor House (ha!), Monster House, the White House, and my personal favorite, The Barn. 

Here's what I've been up to:

This is Kyle and me on the bus on our way to Comm Prom! (School of Communication Prom)

Here's us cuttin' a rug at Comm Prom.

This is at the HFC Film Festival.

This is the Max Kolb Telethon. I was a "background actress."

This is Sandy, Cj, and me at graduation last Sunday. 

Here's me 'n Dave at the HFC Barbeque. 

Here's another picture of all of us at the barbeque. I'm in the HFC hoodie!