Teenage angst.

I used to have a whole lot of teenage angst. I wanted to figure out the meaning of life by age 20. I failed, but I am much less angsty about the whole issue.

The Exit Doors Swing Inwards

And now we're all paying
The crowd is surging forwards
But the exit doors swing inwards
It looks like we'll be staying

Last Weekend

Last weekend I went home with my sister, Melissa, and her fiancé, Mark, to visit my parents in Peterborough. My mom took us out to a restaurant Bonfire, which is a Swiss Chalet clone but still pretty yummy. And then the next day we went to my dad's and had a turkey dinner at my dad's. Later that night I went to my friend Roland's house, and hung out with da boyz. We played the Lego Star Wars 2 game. Out of all the lego computer games I've played, this one is my favorite. Then on Sunday I went to Michelle's house, and I went shopping with them. I think I've got some sort of shopping neurosis, because after about 5 minutes of girl shopping I get all antsy and want to lie down.

I'm happy for my friends. They all seem to be in a really comfy part of their lives. Everyone seems to be doing what they want and we all get to see each other every so often and it's really nice. I'm happy where I am in my life too. Life is good.

Regards,
Jay

The Ichthyologist

In Parry Sound there was an Ichthyologist. He wasn't sure why he became an Ichthyologist, but it was probably due to the fact that his father was an Ichthyologist, and his grandfather was an Ichthyologist, and so on. In fact, he was a fifth generation Ichthyologist. But he wasn't sure if it was what he really wanted to do. Even at the age of 45, after a distinguished career, he would look around his home at the black and white photographs of his Ichthyologicking ancestors and feel like he was a poser.

That night he went to sleep wracked with a myriad of internal strife. And in his sleep it came to him... a dream creature... a marvelous specimen of the Ichthyological variety. "Why? Why do you question who you are?" it said. "Look in my eyes! Look deep!" So he gazed deeply into the dark orbs and behold! He saw himself!

He started awake, and pulled himself straight up in bed. He knew in his heart that something was fishy, and it was himself.

Author,
Jay Loftus