And Ruby Tuesday's salad bar afterwards? Even better. :)

In other news, I'm feeling rather thin, "like butter scraped over too much bread." Indeed. The weekend was pleasant, but altogether too short. I guess weekends often are, but still, I'm not overly looking forward to my upcoming stint as full-time Shoe Girl. It's going to be very dull. I dunno. Maybe I've just lost sight of the next thing to look forward to? Maybe what I need is a day to goof off and tool around campus for a while. I guess spring break is coming up, so maybe then. So I don't have to risk being seen. Because, obviously, were I to set foot on campus with people there, my mind would immediately attire me with a giant sign, upon which this would be written in big black letters: "Here is one LOSER who is still stuck around here because she's not in grad school like she's supposed to be and she is now the most highly educated person at her stupid brainless retail job. LOSER."

Hmmm. I can be a little melodramatic sometimes. But take this, anyway:

"O happiness! our being's end and aim!

Good, pleasure, ease, content! whate'er thy name:

That something still which promprs the eternal sigh,

For which we bear to live, or dare to die."

-Alexander Pope, "An Essay on Man"

It's all a means to an end. Right? Happiness is out there?

A means to an end? Now I'm bringing up Machiavelli?

Oh, but "the ruling passion, be what it will, the ruling passion conquers reason still." Alexander Pope, "Moral Essays".

Mmmm. Reason.

Yeah. "Six Feet Under" time. Have a good night all.

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