Ideas in my brain...

Started this week stressed out over the stupid zoo. For no good reason, it just continued to piss me off that I'd been RIF'ed. Even with 27 straight days of rain, why the hell don't Washingtonians go to PDZA in winter? Tuesday, my boss called offering me a day of work next week. That was weird, but it did manage to put my mind at temporary ease. That, and vowing not to think so much about the stupid zoo. I'm an investor -- you get me invested in something and I'm whole-heartedly committed -- mind and all.

Grad school has been pushing the notion that we oughta be looking for jobs. If we're going to be employed for the '06-'07 school year, we gotta get on that shit. Thus, my mind has been on where I want to teach, what'll make me happiest. Unfortunately, it falls at a time when my mind is also on vacation -- either a trip with Kelly, or a trip to MO to spend some time with Leigh Anne. That means flying the hell away from Seattle.

Thus, all said, I feel a mixture of the sentiments expressed by the following overplayed musicians:

Nine Inch Nails

"I'm becoming less defined as days go by. Fading away, and well, you might say, I'm losing focus. Kinda drifting into the abstract in terms of how I see myself. Less concerned about fitting into the world, your world that is. Cause it doesn't really matter anymore. No it doesn't really matter anymore."

Sugarland

"Oh I swear this town gets smaller everyday, and I'm waitin for my chance. I'm gonna break away. I'm so sick and tired of being told what's good for me. People got lots of ideas, of who I'm supposed to be."

Last words: See Brokeback Mountain. One of the best I've seen in awhile.