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Well, I’m still failing at meeting people, though my schedule has a lot to do with it. When I’m not in class, I’m either at work or trying to get homework done. The most social contact I have in a normal day is on IRC, though admittedly at least this time around it’s with people who are on campus.

It’s partly my fault, of course. Just today, the helldesk staff meeting became a small social event with the entire professional staff of the IT dept here invited and pizza laid on. I displayed standard-for-me party behavior: made an excuse and left early without talking to many people. Why do I suck so much at talking to people?

The problem is that I don’t know what to do with what free time I have in order to enjoy it. Where the hell can I go/what can I do to meet people and have fun? It doesn’t matter, I’d just fuck it up anyway.

I’m starting to seriously think about quitting my job. The hours eat quite a bit of my week, the people are by and large not fun, and the work is just mind-numbing. I don’t *really* need the money from the job, but...income is always good to have. I don’t have to make a decision yet, I guess.

Bleh. Lonely, sad, too damn weak to do anything about it. Move along, nothing new here...

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“A nice face goes a long way with me,” she said. “And yours...well, the more I look at it, the more I get to thinking, ”He’ll do.“
”Me, too,“ I said. ”Every once in a while, I think about myself, “What the hell, I’ll do.”

Truth.

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Finished reading Norwegian Wood and...damn. That is one of the most depressing, personal, profundly soul-wrenching books I’ve ever read. Just...damn.

Though it seems a shame to ruin such an emotional moment with reason, according to the endnote, there’s a Birnbaum translation of the novel, written for Japanese students learning English. I would absolutely love to get my hands on a copy of that; in my opinion, he’s a much better translator than Rubin. But even through the lesser translation skill...damn.