sitting on the shoreline trying to figure it out
Hi! Hereee's the deal. I'm getting tired of this friends-only stuff. Just, to be honest, I really don't have any secrets, and the truth of the matter is that I kind of miss making stupid day-to-day "and then and then and then" posts about everything. So this is it. I'm going to keep track of things for a while. No ridiculous metaphors and no glossing things over. Lately I've only been writing about the things that are a big deal, and those are the things that I'm probably going to remember anyway.
Today I worked, and it went by a lot faster than my past couple shifts have seemed to. I started reading "Invisible Monsters", and got through a little more than half of it while I was there. It's really good, so far, and it's the first/only thing I've ever read by Chuck Palanuik. I kind of want to read Fight Club, too, but after this I'm going to need to do my summer reading.
After work I sat around for awhile, had dinner with my mom here and then went to run through the set for Friday's show with Julie and Pat. We rehearsed yesterday, too, and it's wicked nice to be able to run through our stuff with drums for a change. The show is at the senior center in Yarmouth, and I think it's with the same bands that play at every local show, so it'll be fun.
The practice was short and Pat drove me home, but it's wayyyy too hot in my house without any air conditioning tonight. Almost as soon as I got here I knew I had to get out, so I took a walk down to the beach by myself. It was nice. I went to Inman Road instead of Belmont, because as lame as it sounds, I do kind of think of Inman Road as "my beach", mostly because I always go there when I'm alone. I sat in the life gaurd chair for a while and decided that I like the way the moon always looks like somebody just went and stuck it up there. It really does. Also, I think my constellation will be coming back soon, which is good but which also means the summer is going to be ending soon. I just sort of watched the sky for a while before heading back. I'm afraid that I'm going to become too comfortable with doing things alone. I just don't want to wind up as always being satisfied with only my own company all of the time. I need other people.
Tomorrrowwww it is up and at 'em and to the scary oral surgeon's office. Ugh. We'll see how this goes.
Today I worked, and it went by a lot faster than my past couple shifts have seemed to. I started reading "Invisible Monsters", and got through a little more than half of it while I was there. It's really good, so far, and it's the first/only thing I've ever read by Chuck Palanuik. I kind of want to read Fight Club, too, but after this I'm going to need to do my summer reading.
After work I sat around for awhile, had dinner with my mom here and then went to run through the set for Friday's show with Julie and Pat. We rehearsed yesterday, too, and it's wicked nice to be able to run through our stuff with drums for a change. The show is at the senior center in Yarmouth, and I think it's with the same bands that play at every local show, so it'll be fun.
The practice was short and Pat drove me home, but it's wayyyy too hot in my house without any air conditioning tonight. Almost as soon as I got here I knew I had to get out, so I took a walk down to the beach by myself. It was nice. I went to Inman Road instead of Belmont, because as lame as it sounds, I do kind of think of Inman Road as "my beach", mostly because I always go there when I'm alone. I sat in the life gaurd chair for a while and decided that I like the way the moon always looks like somebody just went and stuck it up there. It really does. Also, I think my constellation will be coming back soon, which is good but which also means the summer is going to be ending soon. I just sort of watched the sky for a while before heading back. I'm afraid that I'm going to become too comfortable with doing things alone. I just don't want to wind up as always being satisfied with only my own company all of the time. I need other people.
Tomorrrowwww it is up and at 'em and to the scary oral surgeon's office. Ugh. We'll see how this goes.