Back to the Thesis

The past few days, I have been applying for more jobs. I met with my thesis advisor on Friday, and I have A LOT of work to do. I am not really upset about that though, because I know that his suggestions will make my paper better--just worried about getting it all done in time. Tomorrow I have to go back to the archive. Sigh. I guess I knew that was coming, but some small part of me hoped I was done shuttling downtown and back for research. Today I am going to go to the school library for more books, type up the notes I took during my meeting with my advisor, and probably apply for a couple more jobs. The thesis work will start tomorrow.

Things are great with HIM, aside from the usual nagging thoughts about the future. If this was a real relationship, I could say "things have never been better," or "we are doing fantastic," but those kinds of statements seem pointless in our situation--if that makes any sense. Things really couldn't be much better between us in the day-to-day stuff. There really isn't anything to fight about. If it wasn't for the end creeping up faster and faster, things would be perfect. I don't even know what else to say about it.

We've been watching a lot of movies. Last night, we watched Into The Wild. Long, but good. I want to read the book now (because we all know that the book is usually much better than the movie). Somehow, the fact that it is based on a true story really made the movie for me. It really makes you sit there and try to figure out what is going on in Chris/Alex's head. Is he selfish and reckless, or free-spirited and adventurous? It was really interesting how he just disappeared from his family without a trace. In high school, I always used to dream of making an escape like the one he actually made--not to go into the Alaskan wilderness, but just to start over somewhere new. I never actually did it (or would have done it), but he did. And it was fascinating to watch someone do what I always fantasized about doing when times got stressful or hard.

P has called me a few more times. Yesterday when I was at the grocery store with HIM, and last Saturday (that call, I genuinely missed). I know that I am a selfish bitch, but I wish that he would just stop calling. He is so persistent. I don't know if I HAVE to call him back. I just don't want to meet up with him. In a different time, under different circumstances--sure--but not now.

Considering not much worth mentioning is going on in my life at the moment, maybe I will continue with the past. I already gave the story of D, so maybe I will move on to A next, and make my way all the way through my dating history. But for now, off to shower and start my day (better late than never).