i didn't....
Mar. 23rd, 2002 07:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wolven7Tool - [Disgustipated]--- i was suppsoed to go to a play tonyte. People were expecting (there's that word again) me to be there... i didn't feel like leaving the house. i was offered free food, and company, and entertainment, and i didn't go. Because i didn't feel like leaving the house. There were people i could have seen, whom i' haven't seen in months. Years, in some cases. And i didn't feel like leaving the house.
Some would think that, perhaps, this was because there was something better, here, for me to do. No. All that's here is boxes half full of shit that needs to be packed, and taken over to the other house, by next Sunday. SUNDAY. Does that sink in? With School, and Trying to find work, and the motherfucking People, i have to deal with, let alone my Friends, i have to Move, Completely, and Clean the apartment, in a week and a day.
So i'm waiting, here, for something to happen. Something interesting. Something violent. Something Good. Something Affecting. Perhaps just something Novel. Demons should raid The Capital. That would be interesting. Large Sums of Money should fall out of the sky, to everyone who really needs it... That would be Good... Who knows...
i need to do some reading, for classes, and of some of my friends' stuff. They're really good writers... i enjoy their works... Perhaps i should get some writing done, this weekend. Perhaps i should get some moving done. Or perhaps i should simply find a way to be alone with someone and have a good, insightfuil conversation with her. Coffee would be nice... Tet-a-tet, etc....
But alas, as i want it, i know that the likely hood of it's coming to pass are minimal, at best, and Lo, i feel my heart sink. 'Twould that it were different, and that i could Simply pick up a cross-spacial, wirebased, trans-sound carrying device, and allow myself to hear a sweet and melodious voice which would say to me "Sure. We can get some coffee. Let me grab my jacket, and I'll be right over."
If this could but be the case... i'd probably find something else to bitch about. ^_^ *Ba-dum-ch!*
Heheh, i kill me.
Some would think that, perhaps, this was because there was something better, here, for me to do. No. All that's here is boxes half full of shit that needs to be packed, and taken over to the other house, by next Sunday. SUNDAY. Does that sink in? With School, and Trying to find work, and the motherfucking People, i have to deal with, let alone my Friends, i have to Move, Completely, and Clean the apartment, in a week and a day.
So i'm waiting, here, for something to happen. Something interesting. Something violent. Something Good. Something Affecting. Perhaps just something Novel. Demons should raid The Capital. That would be interesting. Large Sums of Money should fall out of the sky, to everyone who really needs it... That would be Good... Who knows...
i need to do some reading, for classes, and of some of my friends' stuff. They're really good writers... i enjoy their works... Perhaps i should get some writing done, this weekend. Perhaps i should get some moving done. Or perhaps i should simply find a way to be alone with someone and have a good, insightfuil conversation with her. Coffee would be nice... Tet-a-tet, etc....
But alas, as i want it, i know that the likely hood of it's coming to pass are minimal, at best, and Lo, i feel my heart sink. 'Twould that it were different, and that i could Simply pick up a cross-spacial, wirebased, trans-sound carrying device, and allow myself to hear a sweet and melodious voice which would say to me "Sure. We can get some coffee. Let me grab my jacket, and I'll be right over."
If this could but be the case... i'd probably find something else to bitch about. ^_^ *Ba-dum-ch!*
Heheh, i kill me.
