So basically everything in my life right now is weird.
Not bad weird—just different weird. And since I’ve been horribly horrible to everyone with my weird MIA-ness, I feel like I owe you guys another explanation. Of sorts. Ish. I guess it’s more like a “Georgia’s Life Update” than anything else, and while I know hearing me rant about my life is probably not on everyone’s list of top priorities, I still feel like I owe you this much at the very, most idiotic least.
Anyway, time for a handy-dandy recap. As of my last post I was:
--living on the family farm
--in possession of a broken, missing laptop that had been sent off to a computer-fixer
--30 miles from the nearest source of internet
--taking a term off from school
--communing with nature
Many of these things have changed. Several of these things have stayed the same. Let’s break it down.
--in possession of a broken, missing laptop that had been sent off to a computer-fixer
This has not changed. The laptop is still being ‘fixed’. Haven’t heard from the guy in forever. Maybe he and my Toshiba eloped?
If anyone has any recommendations for good quality laptops that DON’T easily break, let me know. I’ve heard Sony Vaios are nice?
--living on the family farm
--30 miles from the nearest source of internet
--communing with nature
All of these have changed. I am now a city kid once more, as of about a week and a half ago. I’m not sure how I feel about this. See, the drought got so bad that we had to sell off all our cattle. We used the money from the sale to pay off current debts; we’re waiting on a good rain before buying back into the market. My grandparents have money to live on and my parents are both employed, so financial problems are (momentarily) in limbo.
Living at home isn’t too fun. I got a job, of course (because I wasn’t going to sit around and do nothing and have my parents pay for it), but the job isn’t a very good one and I’m bored pretty much all the damn day. When I applied to be a security guard I thought I’d be seeing some cool stuff, but noooo, I basically sit behind a desk watching monitors for hours on end. I’m not allowed to use the computer to type or access the internet because I’m supposed to be watching the two-dozen screens that compromise my little kingdom like a hawk. Gag.
The bright side is that I’ve learned that people do really silly things when they don’t know they’re being watched. I can’t even begin to count the number of noses and wedgies I’ve seen picked during my stint.
Moving on. The good news is—dun dahdah DAH!—I now have regular access to a computer… that I share with my parents and, on occasion, my sister. It’s not the most private of computers so writing can be a bit, uh, public (I’m a nervous writer, I’ve found), but I plan on getting out a chapter of “Future Talk” ASAP. Now to find the hours when no one is around to bother me… hmm…
I think the worst part about being 21 years old and living at home is the part where your parents forget you’re 21years old and don’t let you order a glass of wine with dinner and expect you to be home and in bed by midnight on a Saturday.
--taking a term off from school
This hasn’t changed, but it also has. Weird, right? Right. Basically what’s happened is that I applied to and was summarily accepted into an honors program, in which I’m basically going to write a short book’s worth of nonfiction about what it’s like to live in a rural environment. This came about because I had to call my school to sign up for next semester’s classes and they were worried I was wasting time while living at home. So, when they asked what I had been up to and I mentioned the 200 pages of hand-written nonfiction I talked about in my last post, they said that sounded similar to an honor’s project someone wrote a few years back about living on a farm in Alabama. They told me to apply; I applied; I was accepted. I’m getting credit for the work I did just because I couldn’t do anything else! It’s awesome!
… I’m not a lazy ass, I swear.
So, there you have it. I’m at home, doing long-distance schoolwork, and having quasi-regular date nights with my dear old friend, the internet. Fabulous.
I think the whole security-guard thing is what’s making me update” Freelance” so often. But, I know I need to finish FT and I am aiming to make it, again, my number one priority. Hopefully I’ll be back into an updating schedule soon, and hopefully we’ll put this darn story to rest once and for all!
Yours truly, apologetically, and optimistically,
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