Disclaimer: This is me being depressed.
SPOILERS! (Click to view) I have friends. Most of them i even like lol. My life is ok. I have a roof and car and foos n such. A steady job and relativly ok health-care and dental. Money is tight these days but i dug myself into that hole so i cant complain. I read all the time and watch movies and paint now & then and listen to music and hang out till 3am with friends and ended up with 2 friends, some random guy, and 5 random married women that i met just that night.. at sharries on friday night(we all went to sharries and stayed there till like 4am. it was quite odd) So yeah as i said my life is ok and sometimes i have a fair amout of fun with those around me. Yet i'm still here at 3 in the morning telling the world that these days i find myself becoming more and more unhappy. I think it is because i miss the companionship of a good relationship. Some to make random calls to and stay up late with and to have long conversations about philosophy or shitty days a work. I think i need that in my life. Its just that the sort of women i would want to expirence arnt at the place i have been. at they are not there as far as i can tell. the girls at the place i usually end up at at there for the meat market and eye candy. My girl has to be okay with places like that, but prefer somewhere else. Maybe i need to go to more art shows and coffee shops and film festivals or somthing..i dunno..the only place i'v ever really met a girl and had it go somewhere before(appart from in highschool) has been a bar. And i do not was a bar hopping regular. i guess maybe what i am spilling out to you all is that i dont think i know how to meet someone anywhere else. Its easy when your at a bar. That what people pretty much go to those places for. Now trying to meet someone who is there to read or enjoy art or just to relax is a different story. At least for me. And i have always had this problem. I think every girl i'v dated has ether been introduced to me or plain out approached me first...ok, i am wallowing in way to much self-pity right now. I think i'm off to bed..I hate it when i sound so sad. Just every now and then it feels like it needs to come out...
post scriptum: does anyone else post in random peoples journals? Cause i do. It can be rather amusing sometimes..