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[breadandroses]

I really need to stop watching The West Wing, it's not good for me. Here I'm trying to convince myself that I have a personality and worth outside of my employment or lack thereof, and for fun I immerse myselfe in this world of people who live and breathe their work. And the fact that it's the work I want to be doing doesn't help, either. (Yeah, I know Washington isn't really like that. I do know it. Shut up.)

I had myself convinced that I'm okay, and that I was being responsible and taking things in stride. I sent out four more resumes today, and made a list of apartments to visit, and felt organized and all. And then I talked to my friend in DC, the one with whom I'm planning to live. She just started her job, and it's overwhelming and challenging and she has so much to learn so fast and she's having a great time. I'm so fucking jealous. I want to be challenged again.

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[signy1.livejournal.com]

I had to curtail my West Wing watching when I started getting tears in my eyes wishing we could really have Jed Bartlett-- or Martin Sheen, even, I'm not fussy anymore-- as our president. The contrast between the reality and the show was just getting too hard to live with. Ah, for a president with an IQ in the double digits...

[breadandroses.livejournal.com]

sigh. i hear that.

[circlesinwater.livejournal.com]

On the plus side, I doubt that D.C. is entirely unlike that either -- my native optimism, and possibly the Law of Large Numbers as well, suggest that people working hard for the right things exist in Washington as elsewhere.

Semi-relevantly, I've been spending my evenings reading a biography of LBJ. Being shown around Depression-era Washington in the company of power-hungry politicos makes an interesting counterpoint to The West Wing, but I'm glad I haven't taken the view from there to heart; that cure for optimism such as mine would be worse than the disease.

-- Brian M./CirclesInWater