There are times when I’m just a shell
March 18th, 2005 | Published in whatever...
I’m not really sure where the week has gone. I have yet to start Tino’s latest compilers assignment (that was originally due almost two weeks ago) as well as a paper for my Cold War class, and no stunning progress has been made on Bender, although I have been putting in time each day.
Having been home for seven days now I finally decided to go through the pile of mail my parents have been saving for me. I’m thoroughly disgusted with the number of credit card offers, the useless crap from organizations regarding my educational loans, and the hardcopy billing statements from various companies who I supposedly arranged to receive electronic statements from.
I used to care greatly where my money was going and what companies I dealt with were doing, but honestly, I don’t give a shit anymore. Electronic payments direct from my checking account take care of my monthly bills, and I know the average amounts. I also can usually keep track of any expenses I’ve had over the course of the month and know what the bills should be, so really seeing the damn statements just wastes my time (I won’t go so far as to say that I will never need some kind of statement to resolve a mistake, but e-statements will likely suffice).
Also in the kipple taking over my room were two newspaper articles my parents clipped — they’re very good about saving articles about people I know and things that interest me. It turns out that a former highschool classmate is now teaching teenage Peruvian girls how to play sports (apparently they aren’t typically exposed to sports as part of their primary education) which, from the article, sounds pretty neat. Also in the pile was an announcement that a girl I went to high school with is now engaged to a guy I went to elementary school with (in a completely different town). Small world.
All in all, it was an okay break. Normally I don’t want more than a few days off, but honestly, there is a metric fuckload of stuff I should probably sit down and do and it definitely won’t happen this month. Tomorrow I may end up helping out at a church dinner (long story) so I doubt much else will get done then and Sunday I’ll need to pack up my stuff and head back to campus.
I will close with a quote that Cheesefry uttered to me yesterday:
(17:49:12) Matt: i masturbate with $100.00 bills motherfucker.
