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merely talk

rantings and ravings with little cohesion and plenty of pretension

 

Today I feel: Blah

So I think I'm certifiable.

I can't really go into specifics because the craziness deals with some personal stuff that I don't feel like telling the world. But if anyone wants to ask me to my face I'll be glad to tell them.

Basically I think my problem is I'm so very good at talking myself into, and conversely out, of things. It's not a good trait really. Especially because this ability of mine has the very real possibility of hurting a lot of people.

Sigh.

So I'm feeling a little off balance these days. I'd love to blame hormones. Which I gladly do most of the time. But deep down. Very deep down, in the cockles of my heart I know that excuse isn't really true. And I need to take some responsibility for my recent actions. At one point the hormones stop being in control and I have to deal with the fact that my anger and bitterness have some other cause. I need to figure out what that is, and then I need to deal with it. Which is an annoying process which makes me irritable. Blah!

(Oh my God! The freakiest thing just happened. As I wrote this my little desk lamp turned itself off for a few seconds and then turned itself back on again. I think I may have a ghost! I hope it's like Casper and not some weird creepy scary one.)

I had dinner with a co-worker on Thursday night before heading out to Janice's birthday celebration. It was awesome. She's such a cool person and I really enjoyed hanging out with her. I think I may have found a new friend. Which is great. I'm one of those people who thinks you can never have too many friends.

Tonight I was going to go on the Ghost Train with some friends. But then not enough people RSVP'd Joan's invite. So the festivities were cancelled. Which sucks. Fortunately my night has been saved by Sean. He and I and some other people are heading out to a concert. I don't know the band. Sean told me the name but I forget. But I think it'll be an awesome time. I love concerts and it's been far too long since I've been to one. If you don't count DJ's the last concert I went to was Rufus Wainwright in April. Which is far too long.




 

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Anonymous Anonymous Says:

People are often bad at RSVP-ing. It makes me feel unloved.

 

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