Showing posts with label feelings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label feelings. Show all posts

Friday, July 15, 2011

Cold nights and rising gas prices

Today has really been a mixed bag heh. I had a pretty decent day, but the night has been very up and down. I intended to go to yoga today, but, as usual, it didn't work out, this time because we (Jon and I) ran into Tyler and a friend of his in Tower and got caught up in conversation and then went to buy my sister a late birthday gift. I ended up getting her a really cool Evil Eye thing, which she loves, so I'm glad I finally got that done. After we did that, we went to Trader Joe's to buy some cheap shit to make dinner with, then to Smart and Final to buy more It's-Its (because how could we live without those at the Bel-Tower?). The turnout at tonight's show was pretty bad, but the touring band booked the whole tour themselves, which was cool, and that made it understandable. If they hadn't had two rooms full of equipment, I'd have given them some cred for booking the tour, but eh. Maybe I'm a snob, but to me, tons and tons of expensive equipment (including a full light show) doesn't generally count as DIY. The night was pretty cool, aside from a brief period of some unsavory business. I was pretty happy until I went to the gas station to spend my last $5 on gas and had to wait 20 minutes to get gas at all. It didn't help that it was freezing out tonight. Normally, I'd be stoked for that, but I'm PMSing, I was annoyed, it was windy, et cetera.

I'm still not sure how to feel about a few things, but I'm getting a little better, anxiety-wise. Maybe it's just because I was with friends today. Socializing always helps heh. I definitely need to find a way to make it happen more often. It's just hard when all of my friends are busy with jobs and shit, broke, or too far away. I feel like I'm kind of stuck in life, but I guess it's easier this way, at least financially. I'm not truly happy, but I doubt I ever will be, seeing as that's how life goes.

I think I just realized that I'm an emotional voyeur. I know no one really reads this, and I use it almost exlcusively like a private journal, but I like having it where everyone in the world can see it. If I've got a problem, I have no problem with talking about it to just about anyone, if they ask. I probably get annoying, but I find my openness a little refreshing, seeing as so many people I know tend to keep everything a secret, as if it really matters heh. I guess I just don't see a problem with being an open book.

I also don't know what I'm talking about.

SXR