EDUCATION

so, here it is: i moved to downtown pioneer square-- lovely old fashioned ghost haunt that it is. but i'll tell you a secret-- i am going to call the director of admissions at UNLV and BEG-- I mean BEG to get in.
i need to go back to school so badly, it as if i have a disease waiting to be cured.
i am bored. i am so damned bored i can't imagine what i will do for the next year. i really, honeslty, truly don't have a fucking clue about how to maintain my interest in life by sitting out the next year working at this job. i've worked in offices for more than a year now. i've done my time here-- i am going to be so idle- i feel so ignorant.
why is this happening? i need to read. i need to go to the library and commence a strict reading schedule. that's the only way that i will be able to do the time. let the time serve you, as they say in prison. and i have to think of this as prison, with time off at nights and weekends.
i wear the "business casual" uniform, which is uglier to me than an orange jumpsuit.
i steal my breaks and smoke like a fiend when i get a chance to step outside.
i survive my food, my tedious, lame-ass day labour -- which i am truly grateful for--
i am truly grateful.
i just want to go back to school, sit in class with people, my god. to only have that again.
now that just seems like the greatest blessing of man outside of love: EDUCATION.