still procrastingating stop it
so you just sit in here quietly mad with headphones on and don't talk don't ask don't socialize don't resolve don't compromise don't fix it don't joke don't figure out don't get to know
fucking NOTHING I am a husk of a human being
fuck lab
fucking NOTHING I am a husk of a human being
fuck lab
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until the writing. and then:
FUCK THESIS
i wish i was doing lab work again. oh wait, i have to do lab work for my RA? what was i saying? oh yeah:
FUCK LAB
best discussion ever was with a friend of mine who spent the summer being a commercial salmon fisherman in bristol bay. he's back to working on his Ph.D. again and is starting to think, "damn, maybe i should be a commercial fisherman. i was good at it. it was physical. i felt good and strong at the end of the day."
yes, yes. i felt the same way with my ivy-pulling job. in those jobs, when faced with difficulties, you just use MORE FORCE. here, when you face difficulties, you can apply more force, but chances are, all it will get you is a headache.
Olay Olay was the shit. Fucking real work, career bullshit is for the birds. But I'll be glad I did this right? Right?
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