blech

I haven't been quite in the shape to start reading novels -- not yet anyway. Strangely I don't know what to do with myself now that school is out. I browsed around stores and Borders to read up on Boston and New York sight-seeing. Lately I've been imagining myself in Boston

I've been thus far unsuccessful in finding apartments in my desired location, not to mention that most of the rooms are $750+. So that's what i've been doing all day, searching for rooms and jobs. And then tonight, as if I couldn't think of anything more optimistic to do, I was reading my prof's published essays and peaking through dissertation abstracts of former profs. Saturday night fun, eh? I've written such rubbish papers in comparison, essays that will probably not wind up in my longer project. Ugh. I can tell it's the beginning of a truly great summer. I know it.