whump-wah
Yeah, so I sell knives now. Cut-Co knives. Whee.
Okay, my lack of enthusiasm is misleading. These are really cool knives. I just never saw myself as a knife-salesman, even one who sells shears that snip through pennies like butter and all. That's okay, because I need cash to pay for plane tickets to England. Yep, England. I'm going to hang with Jen all summer and get a job out there until I come back late August. Will I update my weblog? Who even gives a shit?
I'm still in bliss-mode. Every day is another 24 hours of joy, although granted, they've been somewhat diminished these past few days, because Jen and I keep missing each other and thus not getting to talk as much. We'll make up for that next week, I'm sure.
So, back to the knives thing. I'm making hourly plus comission, which seems pretty good. Some of the really good sellers are making a few thousand a week, so if I can get at least half of that I'm laughing. Need to pay for cable and plane tickets on the asap. So, if anyone out there wants to check out some kick-ass knives, call me up and I'll hook ya up. Because hey, that's what I do.

  posted by james @ 26.1.02

 
subway diet/diet of worms
I'm in love. I've never been in love before, and it's pretty fun.
More fun, however, is painting. I've never painted before either - not seriously, anyway. I went down to the art store today and got some acrylics, some brushes, and some canvas. Fucking expensive, if you ask me, but fun. Then again, maybe that's just the paint fumes. I can't finish my painting yet, because it's still drying, but I will tomorrow. Also tomorrow I will go do homework.
Love is enlightening, but more so my homework. Which I should do. I have an english assignment that reminds me of highschool, and won't take more than ten minutes, and another english assignemtn which will take at least an hour (because it involves attending a random lecture up at the university). I also have some math and some computer science to do. So, tomorrow will be busy.
When you're in love, you're never bored. Even when you're doing homework. Hell, I probably don't even like painting, but it was fun being able to think of who I was painting it for, or something. The point is, if you're bored... ok, there's no real point. I'm just having a very good week, despite having two of the worst days of my life.
Being in love means you're cheery all the time. I assume that if I fall out of love, it's going to hurt like the dickens. I also assume that hurting like the dickens means hurting a lot - I don't know why that phrase is supposed to make any sense.
But when you're in love, nothing has to make sense. It's all good. Even when you're freezing cold, you're comfortable. Then again, more comfortable than staying up right now would be sleeping. So, I'm going to go do some of that. The first layer of my painting will have dried by then, and the one I love will be awake.
When you're in love, there's always something to look forward to.

  posted by james @ 20.1.02