June 24, 2003 - 4:39 a.m.
It's been so long since I added something to this site. I was just about to feel bad about the infrequency with which I update this site, until the most amazingly freeing thought strolled up to my mind's main bar and ordered a drink, apparently not concerned with all the thoughts crowded in closely around it.
"At most, this site is hit two times a week, and even though you don't remember, yes, the other one is you too.
So relax, write a little, enjoy it like you do, and don't apologize, since you're the only person who would hear it. Forget about the gap in time between entries, and use it for the outlet that you had originally intended." Says this self confident and relaxed thought, as it casually downs half the Mongolian Motherfu*#er in one gulp, all the while not really addressing anyone of the other closely packed thoughts vieing for attention.
So I think I'll take the advice of the loner thought, and just write what wants to be written, instead of forcing explanations onto the screen. And in the spirit of the same concept the thought inspired, I'll even skip over most of what's gone on in the past months or so, and focus on where I am now.
Cambridge is awesome this time of year, espescially Kendall Sq, where I live. And I know, despite what you(meaning me, as the only other person around or likely to read this) are thinking, it would be just as beautiful a city and area without me living here. The well kept Biotech buildings, the smooth paved streets, the sleek edges of everything, hint at planning and symmetry, while throwing in a good measure of brick to keep the look from being too modern. For 10 or 15 square blocks, maybe one square mile, this city is crisp and on the edge of learning and the vast future that the scientists are investigating in these buildings seeps out and into everything in the area.
Or maybe someone slipped something into my juice this morning...
let me look again out my bedroom window, and see if I can peel back the gloss enough to give a slightly more objective account of what I see.
Yeah, uhm, yep, uh-huh, not altogether the same view as before, I should really not let my drinks out of my sight anymore.
The summer weather and temperatures that I had so far been managing to hold at bay finally made their way to Boston yesterday. I had called in all the favors I was owed, and somehow convinced the local weather diety to keep back the heat and thick air of summer. But it wasn't meant to last I guess, though I should have admitted that truth to myself right from the beginning. it may have been easier to accept if the change over had been slightly more gradual in it's manifestation that it was.
Sunday it had been a beatifull overcast day, misty, in the mid to early 60's, exactly the kind of day the weather god had promised would be many in number this year. And it turned out to be true, it had been a day like some 60 or so others in the past few months, but all good things must come to a bend, as it is said.
Monday dawned with something no one had seen in a long while, and though it makes the sentence sound redundant, I'll say it anyway that the day dawned with Dawn. That gradual rising of the sun over the eastern horizon, the slow brightening of the sky, neithe of which had been seen in weeks. I should have seen what bad things that dawn herralded. well, I should have seen them had I been awake for it, or gave it that much thought in the first place.
The Sun rose and decided it wanted to have some alone time in the sky, and started to catch up on his baking. The temperature on monday soared to the low 80's, which when experianced by a german like myself, who is only comfortable between the degree's 57 and 63f, the sensation of being thrown in an oven is unfortunately the only way to describe the effects.
I ventured forth despite the desert like conditions of mondays weather, and managed to get that application from Legal so I could fill it out and get back to being one of those that can call themselves employed. That being the last restaurant of half decent repute that I had left to apply to before bitting the bullet and enter the fast food opportunities at my local mall.
I filled out the long ass applicatoin over the course of that evening, and luckily missed the rest of the oppressive heat whilst ensconced in my bedroom. First was a legal aggreement that I think may have legally married me to Legal Seafoods Inc, though I'm not sure yet exactly the details. Then I had to spend time looking up the address's of everywhere I have lived for the past five years. No easy task, since I have no filing system or form of record keeping, but I managed to get the info I needed. The app generously let me know that if I couldn't fit all my previous address's on the two miniscule lines provided for that purpose, I was allowed and strongly encouraged to attach another sheet of paper with the rest of the address's.
While in theory I see how watching a persons moving and work patterns over five years can give you a good idea of what they are like, and how they are likely to react to things, in practice it should only apply to people other then myself. I thought for a while about adding my own lines and questions to the app, allowing me to explain the weather that I had arranged to have stick around for longer then usual. In the end I just couldn't be positive they would use that information as counterbalance to my habit of living in a place for a year and then moving when I was bored, so I decided against it. The app is finished though, and today I will drop it off try to gauge how good my chances are at getting hired.
I'm looking out the window again, and though the view is still nice, the buildings still neat, new, and sleek, I have decided that somehow all those aspects of this city have somehow managed to keep me from getting a job.
well, now that I know who is responsible, I can go about making sure they are shown that you just can't keep a good man down, which is exactly like how you can't keep me down either. except for the whole man part, since the body still keeps telling everyone that it's still a boy.
I'm gonna post this now so I don't lose it accidentily, but I'll continue my musings to myself right away and post the rest when it's done.
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