Being a grad student sucks. Yeah, I enjoy my studies, I really do. It’s interesting to compare the “Out of Africa” I & II theories. To look over Malinowski’s work and compare it with modern ethnograpies. To deconstruct the idiot ramblings of Stephen Tyler as he attempts to define not postmodern ethnographies. And I’m researching the various theories of how magic is conceived of and explained by various anthropologists.
But after a while, it gets boring.
What to do? I’d go somewhere but I can’t ride my motorbike, no insurance. Not that I can afford it anyway, it’s nearly $250/year for basic coverage. And where would I go? Nothing nearby that’s interesting. This is Van Nuys, the valley. Lots of neighborhoods and little mom/pop shops. Most of the buses stop running after 8 PM or so. And even the ones that do run, do so irregularly. And they take hours to get anywhere! Even if there was some place to go, most entertainment is damned expensive. $11 a pop for an adult movie ticket!
I have no friends, just acquaintances, mainly thru the University. They’re busy studying, too. Yeah, yeah, yeah… join a student group and make new friends. Sure, but that takes time, I want something NOW !! I have old friends back in Austin, TX or even Milwaukee, WI (my adopted home town) but a phone call can’t replace being with a friend. I want companionship, not a disembodied voice coming from a piece of plastic. Talk on the Internet? Same problem. I want real people, not disembodied communication.
Yeah, I know, lousy rant. Well, I’m just venting. Tomorrow, I’ll wake up and do the same ole thing over again (home work, I mean). My life sucks!