May 15, 2011

Another Sunday, another week begins tomorrow. The days merge into one another in a frenzy of-work-mostly interspersed with other things here-and-there. I'm not bored, because I have no time to be bored, but if I think about it, I'm not content either. Something is missing, something important. Perhaps its time to leave for that PhD after all.

6 comments:

Lonely Perverted Soul said...

I know that feeling....

ordered-chaos said...

being too busy to be bored is great. being bored and directionless is the pits!

Anonymous said...

Come back to NYC!

Anonymous said...

And on another note, I think I have partially solved your romantic roadblock. Men often like sarcasm and irony, and so I imagine your male friends in person, like your readers, enjoy what your have to say and give you a certain amount of time and attention. However if you don't often change gears and try being sincere and chirpy every now and then,
only the most hardened sarcasm addicts are going to see you as someone to come home to. And even then, even if that is kind of who you are, do you want a Relationship based on sarcasm and irony? Unfortunately, nurses, teachers and cheerleaders probably get more dates than
the best female comedians and writers.

jenneth said...

Yes Ph.D now.
BTW anonymous - Xeb is very warm to come home to... hence her zillion friends ;)

Anonymous said...

Yeah whatever.