i broke a lace today on my No Sweats. the right shoe has already worn down through the sole to the point where the front of my foot sometimes touches the ground, and i realize that past the extremely fragile rubber bottom, there is less than an inch of insulation. it's depressing that this is how they afford to sell union-made, sustainable products for competitive prices; $50 should buy me pretty good shoes, no?
these ones lasted maybe six months. not even - i bought them in september.
i find myself avoiding in-depth conversations with my parents lately. i go to them for advice or to complain and i get earnest suggestions that don't do much but make me feel down. i guess i should probably be thinking more about saving money and what i'm going to do over the next few years, especially since school is often such a mindless slog lately... but i honestly find it very difficult to consider life after april without some element of trepidation. it's easy when lauren is considering table sets from ikea for a rented apartment and she's worried about all the things we'd need to buy; reassuring someone else is something i can do. reassuring myself takes a lot more effort.
seems like my mood swings a lot lately, sashaying from side to side like an early '40s teenager (groan, what an awful simile). waking up to sunshine makes my day, while with grey skies i sleep in and miss class. case in point - while i started this post feeling mopey, i now feel pretty sweet while i watch kevin costner gallivant around in another post-apocalyptic vanity project that i can't help but be fascinated by. i've edited chris' short story, and tomorrow after classes i'll meet up with him and go over it before i go downtown and get some new sneakers and pick up some hot sauce. maybe i'll head over to lauren's after that. then i'll do my laundry. living day by day and keeping short term goals in my really keeps me occupied and lets me stay pretty happy.
to endeavours.
