Wild Wood Wanderer

I’m in a conundrum. Or is it I am a conundrum? Anyway, I’ve once again begun working for someone else - sitting in front of a computer waiting for projects to descend on me from above. It’s not even full-time, but I have the same gut wrenching feeling I did before going to grad school; the same endless hours of staring at something I don’t care about and avoiding it by surfing the internet. And so I’m left to wonder…is it me or is it them? Have I lost the work ethic of my waitress years? Or have I just had a lousy string of jobs? Maybe I shouldn’t be at a job that keeps me inside all day. If that’s the case, should I prepare for a continued life of poverty? I don’t know many jobs in the great outdoors that pay the big bucks.

Does anyone else suffer from this? How do you get over it?

I’m back in my coffee house today, trying to finish my first chapter, which is actually the second chapter. In less than 2 weeks, I’ll be home with Elsie, sitting by a fireplace while my family goes nuts around me. I can’t wait to be back

On another note - time is running out for would-be travelers to Athens. If anyone out there wants to experience the best little city in Ohio, book your trip now!

Well, Elsie has gone THREE whole days without “going” in my apartment. She’s doing really well, and has such a funny personality. She loves when I rub her belly and chase her down the hallway and into my bedroom. She’ll also do anything for a treat, and gets humphy if I neglect to give her one evertime she thinks she deserves one. I spend so much time with her - I don’t even remember what I used to do before she was around. Oh yeah, maybe that thesis thing