On Saturday night I was at a party for a friend of mine’s birthday. We ate and drank and drank and drank and then we sat around a bonfire at the end of the night. A couple of people had just graduated and a couple of others were starting new jobs, but once you get past the formalities of those things (Congratulations! How is it? How much do you make?), they aren’t very interesting. So, when people disinterested in their own lives get bored of talking about themselves, they ask other people about what they’re doing. I get these questions a lot, as I’ve not been to school in a while (and certainly haven’t graduated) and have had the same part-time job for the past three years. People want to know (or are bored enough to ask) what I’m “doing with my life” or what my “plans for the future” are. Someone recommended that I start building credit because I’ve never had a credit card, and credit is important in the future, when you need to buy cars and houses and I guess draperies and end tables. I used to sputter around topics like these, implying that yeah, I’d look into it and thanks for the advice, but I can only flash a smile and play subservient for so long. I told this person that, in all honesty, I don’t care about my credit. Eventually I will care, I assume, but right now, what I’m “doing with my life” and my “plan for the future” is simply, as mundane as it seems, trying not to be completely miserable.

Fall has not been subtle. It just sort of showed up, unannounced. It didn’t tiptoe, it wasn’t gentle. It didn’t take some time to think about it. It busted down the door and brought its friends. Fall means change, so change I shall. It’s time to plan a workout routine, mostly on the exercise bike. I need to make sure I don’t get fat and don’t get sad. I’ll need some vitamins and willpower.

By day: watch the complete series of How I Met Your Mother.
By night: watch the complete series of Seinfeld.

Today I woke up over an hour late because I forgot to set my alarm. It snowed a lot. I got a take-down e-mail from Tumblr on behalf of Merge. But now I’m watching HIMYM (while indirectly being paid for it) and all is well with the world.

Sometimes it’s like you’re content, managing to tread water and stay afloat, until someone comes along and continuously attempts to dunk your head under.