HAVE NO FEAR, JOURNALMONGERS! I AM ALIVE!
This journal's difficult to access at work, but my livejournal is not. Check it.
In other news:
My buddy Tj and I hung out for the first time in six or seven weeks.
He's very pissy about me not calling him and hanging out. Yes, he knows I'm at school, and says he wouldn't have minded if I just called and didn't want to hang out. I of course did not know that.
He's always been one to hang out until the wee hours of the morning. With school and full time work, I cannot handle such a schedule; I need to get in bed by midnight at the ABSOLUTE latest (11 pm is the usual bedtime, and it should be earlier). I just find having a social life so tiring. But at the same time you need friends and you need social contact and buddies to go out picking up bitches together with... not that that ever happens with TJ (WHAT IS HE GOOD FOR THEN... just kidding).
This was my dilemma. Now he says we'll hang out every Sunday and that sounds good to me. I am usually not busy on Sundays and there's usually nothing to do and nowhere to go on Sundays... except for bossa nova Guitar Night at Roma. It's MUCH better than moping in the bedroom on a Sunday night.
TJ IS THROWING ME A BIRTHDAY PARTY!! He hears my birthday is coming up and decides that he MUST throw me a birthday party and he doesn't care if three people show up. Very nice of him to do that despite my not being around for two months. I appreciate it very much.
And what the hell happened at Roma? From shitty guitar night to THIS: suddenly EVERYONE who plays is very good and does a great job. It's worth going again. Somebody call Jimmy Stardust: Shit, I'll buy him a cup of coffee.
TJ invented some new solitaire game that's a combination of uno and something else. I don't remember. Thirty strangers or so sat all around us: he has a following, believe it or not. I have not been around for several months and, thus, do not. That's for the best: I do not need people missing me if I disappear for several months.
I still love this journal, no really. I will keep in touch. Let me know how you're doing.
This journal's difficult to access at work, but my livejournal is not. Check it.
In other news:
My buddy Tj and I hung out for the first time in six or seven weeks.
He's very pissy about me not calling him and hanging out. Yes, he knows I'm at school, and says he wouldn't have minded if I just called and didn't want to hang out. I of course did not know that.
He's always been one to hang out until the wee hours of the morning. With school and full time work, I cannot handle such a schedule; I need to get in bed by midnight at the ABSOLUTE latest (11 pm is the usual bedtime, and it should be earlier). I just find having a social life so tiring. But at the same time you need friends and you need social contact and buddies to go out picking up bitches together with... not that that ever happens with TJ (WHAT IS HE GOOD FOR THEN... just kidding).
This was my dilemma. Now he says we'll hang out every Sunday and that sounds good to me. I am usually not busy on Sundays and there's usually nothing to do and nowhere to go on Sundays... except for bossa nova Guitar Night at Roma. It's MUCH better than moping in the bedroom on a Sunday night.
TJ IS THROWING ME A BIRTHDAY PARTY!! He hears my birthday is coming up and decides that he MUST throw me a birthday party and he doesn't care if three people show up. Very nice of him to do that despite my not being around for two months. I appreciate it very much.
And what the hell happened at Roma? From shitty guitar night to THIS: suddenly EVERYONE who plays is very good and does a great job. It's worth going again. Somebody call Jimmy Stardust: Shit, I'll buy him a cup of coffee.
TJ invented some new solitaire game that's a combination of uno and something else. I don't remember. Thirty strangers or so sat all around us: he has a following, believe it or not. I have not been around for several months and, thus, do not. That's for the best: I do not need people missing me if I disappear for several months.
I still love this journal, no really. I will keep in touch. Let me know how you're doing.