Even the weekends are getting harder

I'm not sure what it is, but every day seems harder and harder. I spent last week looking forward to the weekend, but once the weekend got here, I found myself with absolutely nothing interesting to do. I mean, nothing.

I've been going through a liquidation phase of my life lately where I'm getting rid of everything. I signed up with Amazon.com to sell a bunch of my old books, and I've been selling them like hotcakes. I sold my Xbox and all its games. I've listed my Playstation 2 and all of its games, and I'll probably end up selling that as well. I've cleaned up one of my laptops and it's almost ready to sell. I intend to do the same thing with three other computers I have sitting around.

I'm selling my fax machine to a woman in California, and I'll probably sell a few other things to her as well.

Yet, with all of this stuff being liquidated, I still have WAY TOO MUCH STUFF.

My university application is stalled while my GRE score makes its way there. I finally completed an endless drama of having City College of San Francisco send my transcript (it would have been easier getting the pope to go on a double date to see the Da Vinci Code). All that is causing my application to NOT be submitted to the communications department is that GRE test score.

I don't think I can handle Michigan much longer. I mean, I love the job, but I hate the state.

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