Friday, January 13, 2006

week of wondering

It's not that I don't have interesting things going on (there was the coke-filled orgy last Friday), it's just that I haven't felt like sharing.

Last week was the black, black depression and life questioning -- fueled by the turn of the year, low serotonin levels, and plenty of just-visited-the-family nostalgia. Real interestin, huh?

Monday had me proofreading, something I thought I was never any good at. Not only that, but it was for Parent & Child magazine so I was making sure all the grammar was right, alignments correct for articles on bed-wetting, teasing, teaching your child math and science. At least I learned some simple, easy recipes for play dough as well as something called Oobleck that must have totally passed me by when I was a child. Now I must go out and get some flour and cornstarch and start concocting my own sculptures out of clay and descrepant matter (of course they will be naughty sculptures -- the kids haven't gotten to me that quickly). In fact, I enjoyed the proofreading (for a day) and they were impressed at my prowess with the punctuation. Who knew?

But then the rest of the week -- nada. I've redoubled my efforts, applying for a dozen jobs which resulted in one scheduled interview (for Tuesday). So, unless I go into greater detail about what trouble Ben and I got into on Friday and how I don't enjoy cocaine cuz it really limps your dick and what fun is that. (Is it just a status thing? a "it makes me feel smart and sexy" thing? cuz it's totally a boring drug to me and I really can't fathom the addiction.) Instead, this is just to let you know that I'm alive and well and will eventually have something more interesting to say.


At 12:18 PM, Blogger Dee said...

Don't give up, Jerry!

In The Noonday Demon: An Atlas of Depression, Andrew Solomon writes:

I found it [forbidden pleasure of the coca leaf] charmless when I was in college. I tried it [snow-skiing] again a decade later and it [bunny foo-foo!] was a totally different experience. (231)


At 12:20 PM, Blogger Dee said...

They hid the Oobleck from you for a REASON, perv!

At 5:02 AM, Blogger Guillem said...

I don't like coca either. You're so right. Coke's the drug of the ego.

And you still sound like you don't have the smallest trace of serotonine in your body yet, baby!


At 10:10 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

All yalls crazy cause the cocaine makes you go vroom, Vroom, VROOOOOOM and then Whee-EEEEEEEEE!
Indeed, I insist it's quite enjoyable, in the proper context of course.


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