what if the stars are god's salt, and he's just waiting to eat us?
My today broke down like this:
12 (midnight): Katie's house
1-4 am: Keir's House playing beer pong and hanging out with awesome people
4:30 am-12:30 pm: Sleeping in my own bed under a massive pile (we're talking five or six) of blankets (oh, it was just as amazing as it sounds)
12:30: I woke up and went downstairs to find Andy and Joe watching the Ducks game which was just starting. I watched for a few minutes and then decided that i wanted to have some pizza for the game, so i took slovenly self to albertsons, and using aunt judy's phone number (because i don't have an alberston's card), i picked up four pizzas for 4 bucks each. then i went home and baked two of them. Now, this is a bit of a problem. I love pizza as much as the next college guy, but for whatever reason (i personally think it has something to do with the fact that i watch pizza being made for a job now, and as a result, my desire to eat food prepared at a resaurant has significantly diminished) i ate a few slices and felt like crap. then i went upstairs and studied for a little while, before driving joe to work and then getting back on my computer. seeing as how i have a very poor attention span, i soon went downstairs and started watching tv. Now, i've noticed that watching tv makes me hungry. scratch that. watching tv makes me want to eat. i don't necessarily feel hungry, but i do tend to be overwhelmed with a desire to eat food. so, what do you think i ate? cold, doughy albertson's brand pizza. Then i just felt like shit. (i hate it when that happens) and then,in the midst of my wallowing in my regret for having spent my day in front of the tv eating shitty food, an idea struck me: why not go outside for a run? so i went and got andy, and the two of us went for a run. and now, i feel amazing. basically, i'm really excited to go out tonight with keeley and peter and evynne, and just have a great time. i think one if the things i enjoy more than sitting alone in my room feeling sorry for myself is when i start out sitting alone in my room feeling sorry for myself, and then am able to snap out of it and make myself feel accomplished and happy. don't start worrying, i don't really sit in my room and contemplate the color grey all that often, but when i do feel depressed and angry, i tend to enjoy it and spend that day feeling shitty. it makes the rest of the week so much better by comparison. so now, i am off to get dressed for the day, (because it is almost 7:15 pm and i still have not done so. maybe i'll study before i head out tonight. i think that might make my day that much better and make me feel more accomplished. i love today.
12 (midnight): Katie's house
1-4 am: Keir's House playing beer pong and hanging out with awesome people
4:30 am-12:30 pm: Sleeping in my own bed under a massive pile (we're talking five or six) of blankets (oh, it was just as amazing as it sounds)
12:30: I woke up and went downstairs to find Andy and Joe watching the Ducks game which was just starting. I watched for a few minutes and then decided that i wanted to have some pizza for the game, so i took slovenly self to albertsons, and using aunt judy's phone number (because i don't have an alberston's card), i picked up four pizzas for 4 bucks each. then i went home and baked two of them. Now, this is a bit of a problem. I love pizza as much as the next college guy, but for whatever reason (i personally think it has something to do with the fact that i watch pizza being made for a job now, and as a result, my desire to eat food prepared at a resaurant has significantly diminished) i ate a few slices and felt like crap. then i went upstairs and studied for a little while, before driving joe to work and then getting back on my computer. seeing as how i have a very poor attention span, i soon went downstairs and started watching tv. Now, i've noticed that watching tv makes me hungry. scratch that. watching tv makes me want to eat. i don't necessarily feel hungry, but i do tend to be overwhelmed with a desire to eat food. so, what do you think i ate? cold, doughy albertson's brand pizza. Then i just felt like shit. (i hate it when that happens) and then,in the midst of my wallowing in my regret for having spent my day in front of the tv eating shitty food, an idea struck me: why not go outside for a run? so i went and got andy, and the two of us went for a run. and now, i feel amazing. basically, i'm really excited to go out tonight with keeley and peter and evynne, and just have a great time. i think one if the things i enjoy more than sitting alone in my room feeling sorry for myself is when i start out sitting alone in my room feeling sorry for myself, and then am able to snap out of it and make myself feel accomplished and happy. don't start worrying, i don't really sit in my room and contemplate the color grey all that often, but when i do feel depressed and angry, i tend to enjoy it and spend that day feeling shitty. it makes the rest of the week so much better by comparison. so now, i am off to get dressed for the day, (because it is almost 7:15 pm and i still have not done so. maybe i'll study before i head out tonight. i think that might make my day that much better and make me feel more accomplished. i love today.