Blargh.
I have to cram a lot of information in my brain in a short amount of time. The pressure is fun, but tiring nonetheless. Gotta do it though, or else all hopes of defending civil rights will go down the tubes.
It's been an odd day. I'm in one of those moods when I just say what's on my mind, regardless of it being dorky or not. Well, I do do that most days of the week, but it's been moreso today and yesterday. I called up Pat and Brenna back in Seattle just to tell them I missed them and loved them both (in my own way) - Pat then informed me that I suck poop because I wan't going to be there for a Tchkung show. I whoeheartedly agreed with him after I calmed down from finding out I was going to miss the show.
I really don't want to work tonight. I want to goof off, but I never have the time. Soon.
Someone posted a pic on the SG community on LJ modeling their SG shirt. Yet again, my dorky side kicked in and I thought I might as well get a pic in my (now messy) sg hoodie, so maybe if I can get down to the park before work I will take one. Who knows. I just have to make sure I don't show my face in the pic.
Thankfully, I found a place where I can buy my Camel Twists. Now I will smoke less and enjoy when I do smoke more.
Not thankfully, going to bars lately has reminded me I am on a bicycle built for one, not two. I don't like the whole feeling lonely thing, so in order to avoid it I will just abstain from the bar tonight (and naturally, Sunday since DE has the stupid blue book law about booze on Sundays anyway...)
And I think I'm babbling, so I'll stop.
I wonder who reads this damn thing. It's funny how I nearly give up on one journal and just start up another.
ENOUGH BABBLING MORON.
Out the door I go.
Oh, and dutch is offically on the list of people I admire.
I have to cram a lot of information in my brain in a short amount of time. The pressure is fun, but tiring nonetheless. Gotta do it though, or else all hopes of defending civil rights will go down the tubes.
It's been an odd day. I'm in one of those moods when I just say what's on my mind, regardless of it being dorky or not. Well, I do do that most days of the week, but it's been moreso today and yesterday. I called up Pat and Brenna back in Seattle just to tell them I missed them and loved them both (in my own way) - Pat then informed me that I suck poop because I wan't going to be there for a Tchkung show. I whoeheartedly agreed with him after I calmed down from finding out I was going to miss the show.
I really don't want to work tonight. I want to goof off, but I never have the time. Soon.
Someone posted a pic on the SG community on LJ modeling their SG shirt. Yet again, my dorky side kicked in and I thought I might as well get a pic in my (now messy) sg hoodie, so maybe if I can get down to the park before work I will take one. Who knows. I just have to make sure I don't show my face in the pic.
Thankfully, I found a place where I can buy my Camel Twists. Now I will smoke less and enjoy when I do smoke more.
Not thankfully, going to bars lately has reminded me I am on a bicycle built for one, not two. I don't like the whole feeling lonely thing, so in order to avoid it I will just abstain from the bar tonight (and naturally, Sunday since DE has the stupid blue book law about booze on Sundays anyway...)
And I think I'm babbling, so I'll stop.
I wonder who reads this damn thing. It's funny how I nearly give up on one journal and just start up another.
ENOUGH BABBLING MORON.
Out the door I go.
Oh, and dutch is offically on the list of people I admire.
ver0nika23:
i enjoy going to bars by myself to read. if only people would realize that when i have a book in my hands it means that i want to be by myself and read!
morgan:
I am trying to get past that painfully shy hurdle..wish me luck!