So I've been kind of depressed lately, trying to figure out who I am and what I will do for the rest of my life. My degree in Graphic Design is no good in this city and it didn't bring me the "after college happy ending" that everyone seems to be finding. Maybe it's because I can't find anything interesting enough or decent paying enough in that field that I have just lost my interest in it. Last year I was an English teacher at a middle school. That was quite an experience and I stuck it out to the end. I had a summer off and returned to my duties, but I was doing alternative certification and even though the alternative certification program was lenient as far as turning in papers, they suddenly turned on me and they dropped me from the program almost a month into my second year. Just when I thought I was getting the hang of it, BOOM! It's all gone. I thought it was totally unfair, but it was probably my fault anyway. I didn't want to do that forever anyway.

Somehow I came across a forum which deals with what apparently is called a quarter life crisis. It's a kind of mid life crissis situation that many gen Xer's go through during their late 20's early 30's. It turns out I'm not the only 27 year old out there that doesn't know what to do for the rest of his life. It feels comforting that many other people are in my situation because all this time I thought something was perhaps wrong with me.

Going back to my job situation,well, I was unemployed for a month but I found, with the help of a relative, a 9-5 office job downtown. It doesn't pay much and I've only been there since Monday but I realized I missed working directly with other adults. I'm the only male in my department but I'm used to that anyway and the girls and ladies seem very humorous and laid back. Except the main boss which intimidates everyone. Why do bosses always have to be that way? My theory is that they think if they give off a laid back attitude no work will get done. Especially since the majority of the people in my department are sort of youngish, if that even is a word. I read somewhere that Gen Xer's are actually more hard working and dedicated to their jobs than the previous generation, the baby boomers. Just a thought. So cheers to all of you out there going through a quarter life crisis!
 
  
                                                                     
This is an illustration I made of my closest friends and I. I would say that perhaps everyone in the illustration, but maybe two, are experiencing a quarter life crisis.

     So lately  it's been getting quite windy here in this cold cold desert.  This past weekend a couple of friends and I decided to hang out at my place and play board games. Is that what other 27 year olds do on the weekends these days? You know, like Pictionary, or Cranium and even Scategories. Or are my friends and I just plain weird? I think we are just in dire need of a Wii. As we drove back from the store, we went to get munchies, the wind started picking up and it was dark, a cloudy night, mind you. As we neared a four way stop I saw some strange fog up ahead and it was sort of drifting across the street. I was in the back seat so I couldn't quite see.  I was sort of analyzing it in this weird daydream-like state. Suddenly my friend, who was driving, slammed the breaks and she screamed and it turned into a little chain reaction where the two girls beside me shrieked loudly like harpees in despair.  I could have sworn that my friend in the passenger seat, he's a dude, screamed loudly too. The car completly stopped and we all sort of just stared at the strange mass crossing the street in front of our very eyes. What in the world was it? It looked like fog yet it also looked like some kind of digital matrix that escaped the virtual world or something. Well it simply turned out to be a giant tumbleweed. This thing was about as tall as or maybe even taller than a person and it pranced and rolled along the street almost hovering. Where the heck did a thing like that pop out of all of a sudden. I don't even know what a tumbleweed looks like in it's "live" stage. I think the wind, the light from headlights and the darkness made it look so eerie. We just laughed at ourselves when we realized what the heck it really was. Note to self: look up tumbleweeds on Wikipedia. 

                                                                                



That's me, ridin' bitch.