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I'm a Fucking Pansy

August 20, 2008 11:51 PM

ne of the reasons I went to college and law school is that I hate lifting things. There's nothing wrong with people who lift things for a living. Just because you lift things doesn't mean you're stupid or uneducated or whatever. There is honor in lifting things. I just don't want to lift things. I'm fairly intelligent, I hate lifting things, and I enjoy work that challenges me mentally. I've built my entire life around the desire to avoid having to lift things to feed myself.

I bring this up because I realized today that it's a damned good thing that I don't lift things for a living because I'm a fucking pansy. I spent my day on my feet--I ran from court, to the law library, to the jail, to the law library, to court, to jail, to wherever the fuck else a bunch of times today. I sat for a grand total of about forty-five minutes over the course of a seven-hour day. I didn't lift anything other than my briefcase. But I'm still fucking physically exhausted. Which I can't believe.

On the other hand, though, it felt great to be busy again. Sometimes having a fairly easy day in the middle of the week is good, but having a really busy, action-packed day like to say just makes me feel great, for lack of a better day. And even though not everything went my way today--which does fucking suck--I still feel like I accomplished a lot, which is a really good and satisfying feeling.


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