At the moment i write this i have no job and no real friends. There are a myriad of reasons for this, some my doing, some situational, but i won't go into those boring and trite details. No, instead i have decided to be proactive.




Instead i have decided to join a kickball league!

this could really go either way.

-mike

Waking up today i felt inspired and excited to do 2 things. Ride my bike about town, then find a park and read my favorite book in it. The only problem with this plan is that 1. this freak'n town is nothing but hills and I am a terribly out of shape young man. 2: As soon as I laid down the park seemed to be committed to driving me out with gnats and other various critters, including a small dog.

But being determined to carry out my plans i huffed and puffed swearing lightly under my breath for 8 miles they laid down and let Mamma T guide me to a better spirituality.

It was actually a really good afternoon.

-mike

How old is this place that there is a fire place in the bathroom?

I an currently sitting in the german town social security office. A mass of incredably slow beurocracy and human diversity. And in every room, a framed picture of george w bush. Why? Is that a rule, that every government office has to have the presidents picture?

In the financial age office there are insperation pictures on the wall. they say destiny, justice, faith and reason. Thats fine, the real problem is that none of the corresponding pictures have anything to do the words. They are a all at the beach of things like sticks, birds, a old boat,and another one of absolutly nothing. Just the sky. Why? Why there pictures? Come on financial age office, lets put a litte effort into our inspiration.

Sitting in the waiting room as i prepare to pee into a cup to prove i'm not a drug addict, i watch the nurse/attendent. Office is abandoned except for this one, extreeny board and unhappy looking woman. i'M going to try and talk to her. she prob loanly, sitting here on her own all day. I would be.

I am currently sitting in orientation, surrounded by bright eyed students and parents. It makes me wish that i had done the tradional track and gone to collage right off the back, lived in the dorms. You know, done the whole deal. But them i remember my life and where god has taken me in the last 8 years...and i feel very happy and greatful.

My favorite thing to do at night is to walk the maze of row houses. I put some music in my ears and a clove on my lips and meander down the road imagining i'm in a movie, the music in my ears the soundtrack. It helps me think. To feel removed from my reality as if watching on a screen. i can't be the onlyone who does and thinks like this. And yet the sidewalk is so empty.

I have been here for about a week now. What have I done? it feels like a whole lot of nothing. But not that I really give it serious consideration i have done...enough. I have found a church, bought and assembled a room, gotten ready for school, searched for a possibly found a job.

But still i spend most of my day sitting in the house. Like my own private alamo, secluded from the outside world. I don't want to do this, it's just that i have nothing to do, nowhere to really go, and no money to waste.

Actually this isn't really an alamo, it's a self made prison.

But the irony still abounds in the fact that i really like this house. I really like my housemates and i really like Philadelphia. I just need more to do.

And to add the small ironic cherry to the top of all this. In a month when i and going to school, working and (hopefully) have a social life i will long for these days of nothingness back.

-mike

This is own reading\relaxing area. I sit and read\relax here. The only problem is that i am seriously addicted to tv and my comp. I'm pretty sure they make me a worse person. Actually i'm certain of it. poor lonely reading\relaxing room.

My first piece of mail. Does this mean i really LIVE here now?

This place is rediculasly beautiful...it makes me feel nervous.

I need to find a job so i an currently filling out a app to be a manny for rich kids...Part of me hopes i don't get it.

i'm in a new house, in a new city, about to go to a new school and trying to find a new job. The newness is overwhelming around me lately.
And i feel just slightly overwhelmed by it all. so this blog will contain only the bare fact:

Fact 1. I really like my place. It's old and wooden and will probably drafty as hell come winter, but i like it. And I also like my roommates. They are nice and talkative and pretty laid back it seems. So my living arrangements are a 8 out of 10.

Fact 2. I need a job. At this point i would take almost anything (except serving people burgers or telling them to buy clothes. I'm not that low yet) Ideally i would like to do something in the city with youth. But I'm not too hopeful for that right now. I just want to be able to earn a check.

fact 3. I don't miss home...but i miss a couple of people.

I have decided to start posting things on here again. The real irony and humor of it is...i don't think anyone knows its here.

IT'S ALL ABOUT ME BITCH!!!

(laughs lightly to self)