is that a word? titular? route being title?

it's been a year now since i've been waiting for the INS to move itself along its own beaurocracy. and i'm still stuck at the easiest step. dearest adam lied to me. he said november. and now another novemeber is just around the corner. why adam, why you gotta lie and be like, o yaaaaa, i'm gonna fit you in for this month, *wink*?

so here i am again just like last summer, and once again my life is office space. it's good times laughing at these people playing with paper making a life of it. but i'm more used to it than i was last summer. at least now, i don't feel like screaming and running out onto the freeway (which is by the way approximately ten yards from here). the other day steve looked at me in amazement and said, "if i ever got a chance to leave this place, i'd never come back. what were you thinking?" i said it's different, i know i'm leaving in two months.
the monotomy of it hasn't settled it quite that drastically yet, because i find so many things to read and write while i'm here. i wish i could bring in chem and bio: i could learn whole textbooks while i'm here. 's their own fault for hiring me when they don't really need me.
it's good for summers. the routine helps me rewind and detach myself from anything active in real life. yea..this place is surreal. it's probably not on the map.

faghad baraye Sina:
dishab be bobo be ingilisi goftam chera boo vel midi, va panjereha ro boz kardam. badesh, oon bejayee in ke bege na o in chiza, goft, "khob, chera rohat nemigi gooz? farsi e aseel!" he was offended cuz i said it in english!! :D

if any of you email me, you'll be sure to get a response inside of two minutes. yessir, that's how little i have to do right now.

back to the old ball game.