May 10, 2000.  Wednesday

 

    Jed and I made a pact last night to get up and run again this morning, and every morning for the foreseeable future. I went so far as to propose a "bitch-out" clause, where the first person bitch-out and refuse to go running pays the other guy 20 bucks. This morning, i woke up around 6:40, half an hour later than i had planned, and knocked on Jed's door to find him still asleep. He woke up, said he didn't have time or he'd be late for work, and that we'd go tomorrow. I went back to sleep for another four hours. We really should've made some agreement to pay a third party, because the bitch-out clause only really works if at least one of us is motivated to go. Which today, we weren't. I'm kind of sore from yesterday though, mostly through a lack of stretching, and overall lack of exercise. So maybe I needed a day off.

    I'm still waiting to hear back from the bassist from Luna about the apartment. there are people coming all week to see the room, and so far I'm unimpressed. So I hope she hurries up and gets back to me.

    I received a 9 word email from Rodzilla today. I hate it that I can't call her. She's still in Italy, probably in Venice or Florence by now. Now that she's had her fill of France, she'd really like to live in Italy someday. I hope not too soon. i just want her to get back and settle down for a while. Not like I have anything really keeping me here. Hell, I'd love to live in Italy, or somewhere in Europe. I just all anxiety-stricken about these things, mainly my girlfriend with a penchant for intercontinental travel. Still, i've had a hankering to get out of the US for quite some time now. I really need a new perspective on things. I also really need a job. I'm bored outta my fucking head. I'm quickly running out of stall tactics. I've cleaned the apartment, got an unsatisfying haircut, took care of some things at school, and various other chores. I fear I may have to call an employment agency soon. I finally got my new monitor yesterday. Finally, my G4 as it was meant to be seen. So at least I had that to break up the monotony of my day. It kind of sucks that when Rodzilla gets here will be around the same time I start finding a job. I have nothing but time right now, but in two weeks I won't have much time to hang out I think. Then again, it's readily apparent that I plan too much of my life around considerations such as these. So I suppose it's for the best. In the long run. I'm much more of a short run guy. One of the few, few things I remember from all my tedious economics classes, a quote by (I think) John Maynard Keynes: "In the long-run, we are all dead."
 

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