[Felix]

my experience: housekeeping and literature go an extraordinarily long way. not long enough, mind - if you haven't gotten yourself to a position wherein you can have sex without having to precede it with a proper "date" each and every time, prior to becoming unemployed, you'll make yourself poor in the name of hedonism really quick (hi skye); take that to heart, at least, and you might well be happy with yourself despite not really "accomplishing" anything.

[Felix]

[Felix]

throwing in, because why not:

i go to uconn. i'm not sure about louisville, and i don't mean to perpetuate the stereotype, but the amount of effort that i need to invest is a complete and total joke and has never stopped being one.

during the semester, i work for the university's resnet for like $9/hr, nine hours a week (i could conceivably invest a bit more time here; i don't do anything on the weekends but drive down to wesleyan to see my girlfriend or vice versa, although the work is of the soul-crushing call center variety so y'know who's counting).

my dad pays my tuition bill, which is pretty darned cheap (4.5k/semester), and my mom throws three grand at me a semester to live on. i rent a room in the basement of a one-story grad student house off campus for $375/mo plus $50 utilities, and i really wish they'd cancel the digital cable. i don't pay my own car insurance or cell phone bills. i can't afford to; they have money. if i had a serious problem about supporting myself and being independent i suppose i could take out some loans, but as much as we hardly get along i am pretty sure that would seriously offend them both.

for the latter half of high school, and every intervening summer except one up through right now, i've worked at my local gamestop. i can't really stand it anymore; i've never had very much faith in my work ethic although to the best of my knowledge it has never been tested per se and y'know there might just be a link between the two of those. i have a pretty high opinion of "laziness" in the face of overwhelming disinterest, the way that only people who have never been hard up for money seem to, and even having typed that i still kind of regard it more as enlightenment than a lack of worldliness or what have you.

i'm probably going to stay up there next summer and take one of the handful of mid-semester positions that resnet has available (my mother's house, where i'm living now, is about half an hour away). this will be, appropriately, because i can't take very much more of her or gamestop - please forgive me for how adolescent that sounds - and because it will make summer rent money a nonissue ($150 after taxes for a twenty-four hour week at gamestop; $300 untaxed for a thirty hour week at resnet). i will probably be very lonely and bored.

by the by - i just crunched some numbers, and the hypothetical fifteen grand i'd be making if i maintained a thirty hour week at resnet year round is exactly why i don't feel at all guilty about letting people who make six times what i do throw in about five percent of their earnings toward keeping me going. i may not deserve it, but hell if i don't have a bigger problem with that word than i do with any other in the english language (easy for me to say, ha ha); moreover, hell if it doesn't make sense.

i don't really think much of money or college degrees and i'm very proud of that.

also, because i didn't specify, i am doubling in cognitive science and film at a university that has neither a cognitive science nor a film department. essentially, it's a lot of philosophy, psych, drama, and english courses.