I remain uncertain as to how long I've been out of school. I feel it's been some time as I've shaved at least twice since graduation and both times I remember feeling the process was arduous, due to the heavy growth of beard.
My hair's been getting longer, as hair seems to do. I tried to fix this but it seems there's an obscure law on the books in this town which prohibits hair to be cut after the hour of six in the afternoon on a Saturday. Essentially my day consisted of driving from strip mall to strip mall, disappointedly idling past Supercuts, Great Clips, and a men's only hair cuttery called Honeycuts, in hopes of breaking the covenant between myself and the Lord (I'm feeling too tired to make a really clever Samson reference here... in case you were curious, that's what I was going for).
So far, since leaving college I've:
-done some writing (it's a rough outline for an incredibly blasphemous novel about)
-painted that painting from the last post
-drew a cartoon (half a cartoon actually... there's the drawing but it's lacking the funny)
-doubled the number of days I've gone without showering this year (the number was very small and thus easily doubled... still gross though)
-found a lava lamp in my basement
-bought three scented candles (honeydew, pumpkin pie, cinnamon roll)
-eaten a tub of organic yogurt
-watched the new Indiana Jones (no comment)
-rented some movies that were actually pretty great (Lars and the Real Girl, Hot Rod, The Savages)
-bought new shoes (puma's)
-found the Thai consulate in Chicago
-submitted fiction and cartoons to magazines (only response so far was that I submitted in an improper format, but they did ask me to resubmit... so that's neat)
-shaved at least twice
-made Indian mango sorbet
-watched teenagers drive five sports cars and a minivan down the street revving their engines
-helped my mother paint the garage door
-painted shamrocks on a flower pot for my grandmother
-read up to halfway through the last book in the Dark Materials trilogy (I like it because it combines my love of overly murderous polar bears with my mistrust of religion)
-spent three nights not sleeping (haven't done this since last summer)
-ate sushi three times
-applied to work at bookstores and coffee shops
-freaked out about not having any friends within driving distance
-forgot where everything in this town is
-still can't come to terms with my inevitable death
-noticed that I haven't been sick since that first week in Asia (I remember being a kid and being sick like every month... my adult immune system seems to have things under control)
-watched Jesus Christ Superstar (I liked it)
-looked into graduate school (looking back I probably should have considered this a year ago... to be fair a year ago I had no idea I was going to be an English major though)
-wondered if my lack of human interaction is going to effect my ability to write (crazy reclusive geniuses usually excel in rational analytic fields... at least this is my assumption)
-found a box of Spiderman Valentine's Day cards (unopened)
-took up jogging
-gave up jogging
-killed a bee with a rubberband (it was a giant bee, on the skylight of a two story room... I couldn't believe it either)
-got hit on by a seventeen year old girl who works at one of the Hallmark stores in the mall (rest assured, I was duly incredulous)
-realized the major difference between serious films and action flicks is that in action flicks people jump at some point and no one seems to think this is out of the ordinary (I haven't jumped at all in six years)
That's all I remember at the moment.
