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Mar. 13th, 2003 | 01:20 pm
After a recent bout with herbal poisoning, my whole world seems to have been turned upside-down. I now seem to require a lot more sleep than i did only a month ago. Seven hours used to be adequate, now I need eight to nine. Also, I no longer seem to be a night person. Where I used to stay up until midnight or later every night, now I seem to get tired by 8-9pm. It feels strange, like my body isn't my body any longer. I almost think I've become a morning person. I feel strong during the morning and early afternoon, start to wind down a bit late afternoon and then after dinner it's lights out. I can't even seem to stay awake to watch a movie after work. And don't get me started on my recent lack of desire to drink beer. That's probably the most disturbing development of all.
In other uncharacteristic behavior, I've started to set certain goals for myself. The major one involves Francesca and I escaping from the dank pit of wage slavery by rolling the dice and becoming small business owners. We're sick of working for the man and we intend to do something about it. Our plan, ill-advised though it may be, is to open a used bookstore. This will not be a remote possibility in San Francisco, so it'll involve moving somewhere. Maybe a liberal college town. It'll also involve a huge amount of planning, research, etc. So we're talking 5-7 years down the line maybe. I realize how damn risky it is and how most small businesses fail and how I'll actually be working harder than I do in my wage slave positions, but it'll all be worth it to have something that is ours. Even if we end up failing, at least we'll have tried something.
A second, more realistic goal is to start taking some weekend trips around northern california. I want to go on some adventures and stay in some of those crazy hostels that are set up in lighthouses. I'm not much for camping and we're too poor to stay in B&Bs, so hostels are a good alternative. They're cheap and for a few bucks extra you can get a private room. Our first stop may be next weekend at the Montara Lighthouse hostel down near Half Moon Bay. Never been down that way before. We've been feeling the need to escape from the city and all the damn people that seem to be everywhere. We don't like people much. Well maybe not we. Maybe I should say I don't like people much...mostly.
In other uncharacteristic behavior, I've started to set certain goals for myself. The major one involves Francesca and I escaping from the dank pit of wage slavery by rolling the dice and becoming small business owners. We're sick of working for the man and we intend to do something about it. Our plan, ill-advised though it may be, is to open a used bookstore. This will not be a remote possibility in San Francisco, so it'll involve moving somewhere. Maybe a liberal college town. It'll also involve a huge amount of planning, research, etc. So we're talking 5-7 years down the line maybe. I realize how damn risky it is and how most small businesses fail and how I'll actually be working harder than I do in my wage slave positions, but it'll all be worth it to have something that is ours. Even if we end up failing, at least we'll have tried something.
A second, more realistic goal is to start taking some weekend trips around northern california. I want to go on some adventures and stay in some of those crazy hostels that are set up in lighthouses. I'm not much for camping and we're too poor to stay in B&Bs, so hostels are a good alternative. They're cheap and for a few bucks extra you can get a private room. Our first stop may be next weekend at the Montara Lighthouse hostel down near Half Moon Bay. Never been down that way before. We've been feeling the need to escape from the city and all the damn people that seem to be everywhere. We don't like people much. Well maybe not we. Maybe I should say I don't like people much...mostly.