Having to kill time between meetings, I hung out in the bookstore. I love bookstores. I actually love them so much that I have to be careful, because sometimes they make me want to cry. All those books...it's too much. I can't really explain it. I get overwhelmed, I suppose.
I've been sitting in coffee shops with my laptop, and it makes me feel like an young urban professional. It makes me feel like a stereotype, but I love it. If it wasn't so humid, I would look the part better, but my hair has been ruined and I'm covered in a light sheen of sweat, and I feel disgusting...which doesn't really help with the whole "socially awkward thing".
While hanging out in the bookstore, I came across the Supernatural magazine. I had never seen one in person before in person. I read half of it to kill time, and then figured I might as well buy it. So, now I own a Supernatural magazine and I sort of feel like a dork, but damn, it has pretty pictures and pretty words, and I get emotional in bookstores...
The good news is that despite the heat, this day has actually been refreshing. I think I need to get out of the house more, feel like I'm living. Sadly, I think I feel like I'm living because I didn't do any work today. I really need to find a job that I enjoy, rather than one that I tolerate because, all things considered, it's a good job on paper.
Not going to happen for a while though...this job is my ticket to Vancouver, so I think I have it for at least another year. Still, I'm looking forward to August, which will be full of roadtrips and life, instead of research, protocol, and the sad fate of my nation's native peoples.