I'm a Geeky Journalist

It’s been a tough weekend. Tough in the fact that I was actually a member of society this weekend. Whether or not I was a ‘productive’ member is still up for debate.
I went to the movies with someone who seemingly has no interest in me as I have in her, but lately that has been the case with every person I’ve had feelings for. Lately, being the last few months. Oh, alone time is fun though. It has its perks. I can write to my heart’s content and not be ignoring the missus. I can play Call of Duty over and over again and have no one calling or texting me, wondering why I’m not hanging out with them. However, I’m a bit tired of not being able to call up a girl, take her out for the night and have a damn good time.
Enough with the whining. Some points of my weekend were actually on the upside. As I said, I went to the movies. We watched the Soloist. The movie really changed my thoughts on being a journalism major. I embrace it wholeheartedly now. I aspire to be a columnist. Which is to say that I aspire to write my meaningless opinion for millions of people to ignore daily as they will certainly pass by the newsstand without ever thinking about buying a paper. Nobody reads the paper anymore. I don’t even read the most of the paper and I write for it.
I’m pleased with the major though. I like writing. I like seeing my name in print on that odd shade of gray/white loose paper. I especially like the few, the proud, the readers who actually pay attention to the papers and respond. Oh to be a columnist, syndicated one day. That would be the dream right there.