= How I feel. I've never had allergies before, but I'm assuming this is why I've been feeling crappy all spring.
= The Pittsburgh Pirates. They will never be good again. And this is not the sorry musings of a fairweather fan turned on by their .500 play in April. No, they're in a sorry, sorry state. No offense (none) to complement the decent pitching Littlefield has been maniacally stockpiling during his term as GM. We have two, maybe three, hitting prospects in the entire minor league system to go with our two, maybe three, capable major league hitters. We're awful. And based on management's "commitment" to winning (not firing Creech for assembling for the worst minor league system in baseball, not spending money, holding no one accountable...I'm looking at you Jim Tracy and Jeff Manto, and for giving Littlefield an extension for overseeing the whole debacle), there's no hope of anything changing. Ever. Go Bucs. 15 in a row here we come.
= Going back to school, which = My attitude towards doing anything, as in my future. I'm in the process of signing up for summer classes (at Pitt) and this is, I'm pretty sure, the last day I can, but about 0% of me is actually excited about doing this. Likewise, would I like a real job with a real salary so someday I can buy a house and support a family and do all that sort of normal stuff? Of course. Would I like to go out and get one, or take the steps necessary to acquire said "real" job and "real" life? Not really. And the same goes for a girlfriend. Just no motivation, really. Maybe being 24 is just sort of lame, I decided. And I got this feeling today that maybe that "post-China semi-depression" stuff that's supposed to happen finally is. I looked at a picture of some of my friends in Qinghuandao during our first week in China, and realized, it's been two years since I graduated college. Pretty nearly two years since I flew to LA and on to China to live a really exciting year of my life. How is it even possible that two entire years has gone by? That suddenly I went from 22 and graduating college and going to China to 24 and sitting here writing this...
= My attitude towards eating dinner right now. Part of me knows I'm sort of hungry, but part of me won't be surprised if I just sit here til Heroes.
= Me, writing this mySpace-like post for all to read. Oh well.
= The Pittsburgh Pirates. They will never be good again. And this is not the sorry musings of a fairweather fan turned on by their .500 play in April. No, they're in a sorry, sorry state. No offense (none) to complement the decent pitching Littlefield has been maniacally stockpiling during his term as GM. We have two, maybe three, hitting prospects in the entire minor league system to go with our two, maybe three, capable major league hitters. We're awful. And based on management's "commitment" to winning (not firing Creech for assembling for the worst minor league system in baseball, not spending money, holding no one accountable...I'm looking at you Jim Tracy and Jeff Manto, and for giving Littlefield an extension for overseeing the whole debacle), there's no hope of anything changing. Ever. Go Bucs. 15 in a row here we come.
= Going back to school, which = My attitude towards doing anything, as in my future. I'm in the process of signing up for summer classes (at Pitt) and this is, I'm pretty sure, the last day I can, but about 0% of me is actually excited about doing this. Likewise, would I like a real job with a real salary so someday I can buy a house and support a family and do all that sort of normal stuff? Of course. Would I like to go out and get one, or take the steps necessary to acquire said "real" job and "real" life? Not really. And the same goes for a girlfriend. Just no motivation, really. Maybe being 24 is just sort of lame, I decided. And I got this feeling today that maybe that "post-China semi-depression" stuff that's supposed to happen finally is. I looked at a picture of some of my friends in Qinghuandao during our first week in China, and realized, it's been two years since I graduated college. Pretty nearly two years since I flew to LA and on to China to live a really exciting year of my life. How is it even possible that two entire years has gone by? That suddenly I went from 22 and graduating college and going to China to 24 and sitting here writing this...
= My attitude towards eating dinner right now. Part of me knows I'm sort of hungry, but part of me won't be surprised if I just sit here til Heroes.
= Me, writing this mySpace-like post for all to read. Oh well.
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