This was what I was doing a year ago...
Monday, February 28, 2011
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Monday, February 21, 2011
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Nicolaus Ryan Bartsch
(Nic got into my email and sent me this from my own account)
Dear Diary,
I cried myself to sleep again last night. I don't know why but ever since taking this job at Monte Vista I've been an emotional basket case. I work with some great people, especially Nic, and the kids are funny, but there is something that is just eating away at me. I don't think it's homesickness. I mean, who could miss Maryland? Perhaps it's a deep loneliness brought on by my Disney misconceptions on what a perfect life should be. Whatever the source of my sorrow I've found that trying to drown it in a sea of Sunny D Mimosas does not work. At the end of the day I'm still empty, left with the stale taste of Sunny D and vomit from the night's libations. Perhaps I'll travel the world again and find purpose to my life. Perhaps some great calling will present itself. Perhaps....
Dear Diary,
I cried myself to sleep again last night. I don't know why but ever since taking this job at Monte Vista I've been an emotional basket case. I work with some great people, especially Nic, and the kids are funny, but there is something that is just eating away at me. I don't think it's homesickness. I mean, who could miss Maryland? Perhaps it's a deep loneliness brought on by my Disney misconceptions on what a perfect life should be. Whatever the source of my sorrow I've found that trying to drown it in a sea of Sunny D Mimosas does not work. At the end of the day I'm still empty, left with the stale taste of Sunny D and vomit from the night's libations. Perhaps I'll travel the world again and find purpose to my life. Perhaps some great calling will present itself. Perhaps....
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Friday, February 4, 2011
The Past.
If you woke up and you were 12 again... what would you do?
I was just thinking about this question. I love my friends so I'd be scared to do anything differently... but the idea of changing the path I went is interesting. Go into acting or traveling or fencing... wait what?
Poops!
I was just thinking about this question. I love my friends so I'd be scared to do anything differently... but the idea of changing the path I went is interesting. Go into acting or traveling or fencing... wait what?
Poops!
Thursday, February 3, 2011
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