Wednesday, April 06, 2011

Death and Taxes

I bought the new DFW book yesterday and started it. I'm liking it so far. Not quite as off-putting as IJ was at the beginning of the first read, but it's not exactly a page turner, either. But it's good, so far. Reading it makes my stomach feel very empty and very heavy at the same time.

It's been a weird week so far, kind of. Every day I feel like I should really be doing a lot of work, but every day there just isn't time to be doing a lot of work. Dishes have to be done, dinner has to be made, we need to go shopping and pick up a few things, etc. So it's weird because I've been busy but not felt busy enough. Ugh. Plus, I've been feeling very empty lately. Like, existentially empty. As though there are no thoughts or feelings inside that have any relation or meaning in the outside world. Or even the inside world. And that's the real pisser. I've had not really many thoughts or feelings that even I've found interesting. Of course, this is a little more dramatic-sounding than it actually is, becuase it really just feels...empty. Neither good nor bad. Like listening to the noise of a fan. A constant 5 on a scale of 1 to 10.

Still been exercising and trying to diet, although haven't been real crazy with either. I will tell you this, though - if I ate felafel every day I would get fat. Probably has something to do with the deep-frying.

There's a stack of dishes that I need to attend to. This weekend we are planning on heading up to Gettysburg to visit Katie the North American Wanderer's farm. Looking forward to that, as we're hoping to make a leisurely, scenic trip up there, and then when we get there there will mostly likely be game playing and good times and such.

Talked to my brother on the phone yesterday. He sounded stressed and tired.

1 comment:

Drew said...

Have a baby. That way if you feel empty you will be too tired to know it. And you can blame the baby.