So here is my to do list:
I'm currently taking applications for anyone who would like to join me in any of the three.
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
In the Doldrums
It's been snowing for three days. For one and a half of those days I couldn't get my car up the steep incline of my driveway and was stuck in my apartment with no heat. Most of the rest of my time has been spent working, besides the occasional and delightful after work coffee break. These kind of weeks make me wonder what the hades I'm doing in this place.
So here is my to do list:
I'm currently taking applications for anyone who would like to join me in any of the three.
So here is my to do list:
I'm currently taking applications for anyone who would like to join me in any of the three.
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If only to maintain my high personal standards of "creepy and weird," I suppose I should opt to join you in the second option but would settle for the first with equal enthusiasm. You name the coffee shop, I'm there.
Only with great reluctance would I assist you in the third.
Otherwise to give you some solace in your living situation, Dostoevsky, Solzhenitsyn, and many other Russian scribes have written quite evocatively of imprisonment in frozen wastelands. You're at least probably eating better than they did.
Hang in there. kiddo. Mud season's only four months away!
Thanks...I think. I'm not sure I've hit the level of nihilism inherent in the Russian psyche, but I'm getting there.
Ah, mud season. I almost forgot about mud season. Glad you reminded me. You're a pal.
I kid. I'm a little better today, actually. Maybe it was the sunlight on the way to work. One more day of snow, though, and I am officially off the Vermont team.
The Scandinavians also have a rich creative heritage devoted to the psychological strains of surviving the long, cold, dark winter. You could perhaps find some empathy in watching a Bergman film, listening to Sibelius, reading Ibsen or Kierkegaard, or maybe just staring listlessly at a full-sized print of The Scream. My only concern in your case is the depth of winter angst you've reached while there are almost two and a half weeks of autumn left. I hate to think of you and Vermont on the outs, but might suggest that you and rural Vermont may not be a match made in heaven. A little lifestyle tweaking over the next year and you and the Green Mountain state could be holding hands again.
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