||[Jan. 16th, 2003|01:15 pm]
i fell asleep on the futon in the new apartment last night. i was watching ocean's 11 at 1am, and was taking a break from un-packing and assembling
beth's computer or the internet connection wasn't working, i'm not sure which and as i can't get ahold of her (grrrrrrrrrrrr) it hasn't even been looked into yet
the head was not working on and off yesterday. the lanlord was over 3 times. he's nice. we finally just replaced the thurmastat and so far it's working
set my phone alarm to go off at 9:30am. was nailing holes in walls from quarter to ten until almost noon. felt SO good to have my hands all mucked up. i feel energized, accomplished. there is a physical product, a visual accomplishment, for the time i have spent. something REAL something TANGABLE, not just a grade on a paper, or data on a computer screen, or hours in a rehersal report. this is only re-emphesising my desire to do something manual with my life. like be an electrician. i'm seriouse. i know that it might not fit into everyone's world view of me, i know i have the "potential" to be "more" than that... but if it would actually make me happy.....
i got up at 9:30 of my own volition 'cause its more acceptable to hammer nails into walls at 9:30 than 1 am. i could have slept, nothing stopped me. i think i may have figured out what is wrong....
for a moment, i am happy. go me.