21 April 2007
Rainy Day
Rain again today and somehow the day just ran into six'o'something'clock. The sort of day if, later, someone asks me, “so, what did you do today?” I will get that vacant expression on my face and answer honestly, “I don’t know.” Because somehow what should have filled an hour – poorly pecking out Rach 32 no 8 then finding a recording and wondering what happened between age 17 and now, watching my neighbor’s toddler dwarfed by a yellow rain suit stare at the puddle in front of my house, outlining a few classes of notes annoyed I’ve learned more about Word formatting than the law, pondering whether "Anne of the Thousand Days" is an awesomely bad or just terrible movie and whether I find Richard Burton attractive in anything – filled an entire day.
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I can't wait for the day in which I can truly do nothing worthy of telling somebody about and not feel guilty about the studying that I'm not doing.
God, I know. Ever since law school, even when I logically know I have nothing to do - on a break or something - there's this damn guilty feeling I can't turn off always chasing me.
Ladies, have you met my friend, Booze? Unless you do something stupid while under the influence, it shuts the guilt right off. And if you drink enough, consciousness too!
Perhaps that's why Jen got smart and decided to make a whole career out of booze.
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