This is going to be one of those dull "Hey this is what's going on in my dull stupid life these days" posts, so, get out while you still can.
THE MUNDANER THAN MUNDANE
I was really excited yesterday because a bunch of movies that I'd ordered from Amazon showed up. I had gone through my wish list, which had DVDs on it which I'd added like five years ago, and snagged a bunch of them that had gone down in price to between $5 and $10. Except for Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead, which was still $18 or so, but I really wanted a copy of it in case it goes out of print.
Ok, see, it's because of the fact that the biggest things going on in my life that give me jollies right now are things like the above paragraph that I have forced myself to move in a lurchingly forward direction:
THE SLIGHTLY LESS MUNDANER THAN MUNDANE
I've decided to just bite the bullet and get an apartment. I've been bouncing back and forth between my Dad's house out near Allentown, and crashing at a friend's place in Stroudsburg, and it's starting to make me a bit loopy. I don't like not having my own space. So, as foolish as it probably is, I'm signing a lease on Monday. I don't actually have a job still, of course, but I've recently had a few conversations with someone who used to work in Real Estate, and so I'm going to make an attempt to purchase some property and see how that goes. Should be interesting, since the very act of typing out that last sentence has already bored me. If my whole Real Estate scheme doesn't work out, I'm going to go be an airline flight attendant. Good travel benefits, and I'd get to wear a stylin' corporate monkey suit. That's the plan for now, anyway.
I'm really excited about this next bit. There is a place in Stroudsburg called 'The Artisans of the Anvil', which is a smithy. A Blacksmith workshop. They make real stuff though; it's not some Renaissance Fair club where they wear ye olde man skirts and say things in silly affected ye olde accents. They make things like gates for houses, bed frames, clothing racks, etc etc. But nice ones. Anyway, I signed up for a blacksmithing class with them which starts next week and goes for 8 weeks. It's only one night a week because I'm sure it's very hard on the body to be banging around with metal all the time if you're not used to it. It's one of those things that I've thought about in the waaaay back of my head for years that would be a cool thing to do, but that you would never actually do. You know, learn a real craft. I think that most people have a couple of those types of things... woodcraft, or pottery, or fireman, for instance. Anyway, I saw the ad for the class and kind of chuckled to myself, but then I was kind of like wait a minute, why wouldn't I try that out?
If I really hate my life in 8 weeks, I'm breaking lease and Going West.
Here's a picture I took the other day. In case it's too small for you to read, that sign on the right says 'Save a tree... Help your school.' Ahhhh, the irony of modern American life.