It turns out that I may not be going to NY any more. It also turns out that I have way more emotional problems than was once thought. Why? Given the opportunity, I've reverted immediately back to 'What the fuck am I doing with my life?'-mode.
For those of you that have been reading since the beginning, you have some idea of the chaos that was my life at the beginning of this year. (Quitting school, peeing in bottles while driving, pooping myself, constant angst [go back to January and enjoy those posts]). On Wednesday, Annie got a call that was supposed to solidify our plans in moving back east. The call didn't go so well, and now it doesn't make sense for Annie to leave her current job. So, she's likely staying in the Bay Area.
I am trying to settle on the fact that I no longer want to not be with Annie and Angel, so I'm planning on giving up the job I was offered in Schenectady. It is not going to be easy, since it may complicate (or outright impede) any future attempts of getting a security clearance. Also, I signed something, though I can't find it, so I can't wait to hear what the stipulations are for backing out. Career search starts over, and now I return to the constant feeling of impending doom (at least I have a small income right now).
Why is being a real person so difficult and depressing? (Real person means not-a-student, though grad school in L.A. was certainly difficult and depressing.) I should just go back to UCLA and stick it out.
I can't go back to UCLA...
O.M.G.
~RoB
Showing posts with label Albany. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Albany. Show all posts
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Never Settled
I was telling somebody earlier that I'm finally starting to feel settled. The craziness of my life that inspired me to start a blog has all settled down for the time being. I'm still not sure when I'll be moving to NY, or if I'll like it, or if I'll ever get a PhD in the future, but for now, things seem regular. Almost boring.
I started to fear that my blog would have to turn into old stories and witty observations, since the chaos wouldn't continue to spew forth. So, we went ziplining, but that was a choice, more than things just happening to keep life interesting.
As I've said, my life has always been pretty interesting, as detailed by last night.
Annie: "The water isn't going down the pipe in the sink."
~RoB: "We don't have Drano, so lets add hot water and vinegar."
A: "Do you want to try to use a hanger and unclog it?"
~R: "Sure."
*Sudden whoosh noise and quick drain of the water in the sink.
~R: "That didn't sound good."
*Opens cupboard below. Hanger poked through the (apparently) rusty pipe and released the water into the cupboard.
Conveniently, we keep our cleaning products stored in a big plastic tub, and it caught all of the water. We supposedly have plumbers fixing it at our apartment as I write this. However, it made for an interesting night of washing dishes in the bathroom and dealing with Annie's stressed-out craziness.
I bet we'll do a better job at trapping our bacon/sausage/hamburger grease now,
~RoB
I started to fear that my blog would have to turn into old stories and witty observations, since the chaos wouldn't continue to spew forth. So, we went ziplining, but that was a choice, more than things just happening to keep life interesting.
As I've said, my life has always been pretty interesting, as detailed by last night.
Annie: "The water isn't going down the pipe in the sink."
~RoB: "We don't have Drano, so lets add hot water and vinegar."
A: "Do you want to try to use a hanger and unclog it?"
~R: "Sure."
*Sudden whoosh noise and quick drain of the water in the sink.
~R: "That didn't sound good."
*Opens cupboard below. Hanger poked through the (apparently) rusty pipe and released the water into the cupboard.
Conveniently, we keep our cleaning products stored in a big plastic tub, and it caught all of the water. We supposedly have plumbers fixing it at our apartment as I write this. However, it made for an interesting night of washing dishes in the bathroom and dealing with Annie's stressed-out craziness.
I bet we'll do a better job at trapping our bacon/sausage/hamburger grease now,
~RoB
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Too School for Cool
Instead of concentrating on DIWMGf, we spent most of the time arguing rather the beanie she was wearing was orange or red. I say orange, and I might have mentioned that she looked like a male Dutch soccer fan. She said that I am just color confused, and spent some time looking around the room for orange-colored things to compare to: Chicago Bears stuff is usually everywhere, but we couldn't see any. Is she hiding my Chicago Bears stuff? That bitch!
Anyway, we then got into a deep conversation about what it will be like in Albany if we can't find any cool people to hang out with. Their Michigan Alumni Club looks like it sucks, and it's not the coolest area, but there has to be some sort of young scene, right? There's some colleges nearby. It's a state capital of a flaming, blue state!?!
The conversation helped us discover that deep down, we think we are way cool. Probably cooler than we actually are. We also, apparently, have high standards for the quality of friends that we make. Good luck, upstate New York.
I never knew I'd become so snobby,
~RoB
Anyway, we then got into a deep conversation about what it will be like in Albany if we can't find any cool people to hang out with. Their Michigan Alumni Club looks like it sucks, and it's not the coolest area, but there has to be some sort of young scene, right? There's some colleges nearby. It's a state capital of a flaming, blue state!?!
The conversation helped us discover that deep down, we think we are way cool. Probably cooler than we actually are. We also, apparently, have high standards for the quality of friends that we make. Good luck, upstate New York.
I never knew I'd become so snobby,
~RoB
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