I'm embarrassed by a lot of songs on my playlist (specifically lords of acid and Khia)
off to the wag, tho I think its going to be a short night tonight. Carissa had a house party last night, and it just proved that I am a closet introvert. You know how they always have those questions on the "what kind of person are you?" quiz that are like, after a party to you feel energized/drained? Yeah, the answer is drained. I mean, it was a really nice time, its just after a while it was like, screw this, I'm going to bed. so i went. Anyway, so I got my JET notification in, and I made it. Unfortunately, in the time i talked myself into knowing I had failed, I know am not 100 percent sure I want to do it. I'm thinking of moving to california and getting residency to go to school. I might talk about that more later, but I'm not 100 percent sure of that either, because I don't follow through on promises I make that I feel will have to consequences if broken, and I'm also not a black/white person. I like the anonymity that comes with gray.
Anyway, I have to run because I need to take a shower after exercising for the first time in a while. anyway, shower time, when I get to use my favorite away message: "I'm naked in the shower getting clean, does that make you feel dirty?"
I just reread the site, and now i am a little preoccupied, apparently i got the histrionic and schizotypal descriptions mixed up, and the schizotypal thingy described me pretty well, I think, anyway, tho i could be wrong.
Honestly, I was a little surprised by the results. I mean, the histrionic one, maybe, tho I don't have a uterus, so I don't know how i can be uterus-like. The schizotypal one, ok, that one was a little odd, especially after hearing the descriptions. I mean, I wish I had special powers, but I'm not sad or delusional enough to believe I actually do. And I am not manipulative, in fact, I'm always paranoid that people are trying to manipulate me. oh, well...
It's way to early to write. It's always way to early to write
Anyway, let's see if I can give you an update now. First off, let's start with my weekend, I guess. Josh came down for thursday evening through most of friday, took friday off early to take him and crystal to museum of natural history. Josh was pretty much as I expected, with one exception: The van dyke thing was pretty big. It worked, I mean, it was well trimmed (the thing that annoys me most with facial hair, if you're gonna have it, take care of it. Of course, on this matter I am a complete hypocrite, as many people think I am trying to grow a goatee [which, if i tried, would be the most pitiful goatee ever] because I don't use an electric shaver on my chin, as it gives me a rash because my skin is very dry. Since I almost NEVER have the time in the morning to have a proper shave [I do like a proper shave, leaves the skin feeling neat, and you get to put on aftershave!] that hair just grows a little more, plus, I am just forgetful with that kind of stuff. I think it comes with never having to worry about it until college, by which time my morning ritual had become concrete. Thus ends the longest digression ever.) just unexpected. He got to meet Alison, which felt important to me because they are the only two people I know with the same interest in terms of career, and some of the debate crew as well.
Saturday night, apparently I began drunk dialing. This is bad. I hate the Captain. He is evil. Carissa saved my embarrassing drunk phone message, which is evil, but she also took care of me that evening, which more than absolves.
Sunday, seeing Eric get his ps2 (one of the few times in my life i can say i truly saw someone speechless) and ate out twice. yeah, it was ok.
Again, wondering what the hell I am going to do. I think I really want to move to a shitty part of some city and get a job at a record store or some other retail thing. I hate this whole pathetic attempt at life success and social climbing bullshit, and I give up. blah
the story of my life is indecisiveness, and for some reason i think that makes me unique
So I realized that the reason I am late to work all the time is because I know I am unimportant there, and that I really don't want to go, especially when my bed is all nice and warm and the sheets were cleaned the night before (i love sleeping in just out of the dryer sheets. Someone once told me they liked sleeping in a bed after a few days because then it smelled like you. I like to believe that humans don't give off any odor or fluids, especially me, so I disagree wholeheartedly), so didn't go in until noon today. Tomorrow I assemble furniture. You know, when its IKEA furniture I look forward to it, because the pieces all fit so easily, but this assemblage involves glue, my mortal enemy. I hate glue.
Hmm, josh came, and I know i should talk about that, it was a good time, but for some reason right now i don't feel like blogging. sorry for this aborted attempt. ill try again tomorrow day or evening.
