Human Accomplishment.

I know a lot about human accomplishment; I get out of bed every morning. I brush my teeth. I don't have to, but I choose to. Every morning, I am taking one step to bettering myself by deciding that remaining in bed for the course of the day is not a productive plan of action and I make for the kitchen. A banana and bowl-of-fiber-rich-cereal later, and I'm already onto my next set of goals and accomplishments: Making my way back upstairs. Now, who in their right mind would want to go all the way back up those stairs. Not me. And if you've been to my house, you know what a struggle those stairs are. All 8 of them. They're fucking right steep and my back is not what it used to be. At 18. Seriously. Safeway, hard labour. You know the story. So I make my way up and make for the highlight of my day: The Shower. After standing under a scalding hot stream of water for 45 minutes, I then decide that the now cold water has healed my blistered back and attempt to remove myself from the blissfull state of sedation that showering brings about in my over-stressed mind. "Pff...over-stressed..." you mutter. You might be right.

What stresses could I possibly endure on a day to day basis. I am no longer gainfully employed, and higher education is still 8 months off. My stresses include ill-prepared corned beef sandwiches, pulpy orange juice, and soggy carrots. This is my diet by the way, besides the beformentioned fiber rich cereal and banana. This is how I keep my positively perfect form. Hah. Positively perfect.


In other words, I cannot wait for school. A job. Anything really. The stresses of the unemployed are far to great for my meager mind. I fear I won't last in these conditions. Please send help, Valium, Prozac. Whatever. Just send help, and a properly prepared corn beef sandwich if you don't mind.. Extra mustard. Hold the butter...and if you have a good pickle.... Ah forget it.

Anyway, if you're feeling stressed with whatever it is you do, just remember that an idle mind is the devils playground. I am literally going mad, and I invite you to join me when you've finished doing whatever it is you do. Which I promise you, is a thousand times better than the nothing that currently occupies the space in my life between going down the stairs and back up. As long as you're not cleaning toilets or something. Although......