80s night
Positive: Finally having an excuse to wear the Max Headroom shirt. Movement that isn't walking all over town carrying a heavy backpack.
Negative: Secondhand smoke. Sore feet, even more so than usual. Complete wreckage of self-esteem and mood the following day.
Going out dancing is fun. I can't really claim otherwise. I had a good time at the time, but fun always has its usual horrible aftershock effect. The day after I've gone out and done something, even if it's just something simple like seeing a movie, I mostly just want to crawl into a small hole and never see or talk to anyone ever again. This seems like an extreme and abnormal reaction. I don't have any explanation for it, but it happens pretty much every time. I really hate it, because I get so tired of telling people no when they invite me to do things, and I very much want to be able to do things that are fun, but I don't know if I can handle the resulting social hangover.
And so today I went in to school a bit later than usual, because the bookbinding class had agreed to meet even though it was a holiday. We don't have very many weeks left to finish our various projects, and we need access to the presses. But I was completely useless, and barely managed to get anything done at all.
Damn it, I desperately need something that will feed energy back into my system instead of draining it all out.
Negative: Secondhand smoke. Sore feet, even more so than usual. Complete wreckage of self-esteem and mood the following day.
Going out dancing is fun. I can't really claim otherwise. I had a good time at the time, but fun always has its usual horrible aftershock effect. The day after I've gone out and done something, even if it's just something simple like seeing a movie, I mostly just want to crawl into a small hole and never see or talk to anyone ever again. This seems like an extreme and abnormal reaction. I don't have any explanation for it, but it happens pretty much every time. I really hate it, because I get so tired of telling people no when they invite me to do things, and I very much want to be able to do things that are fun, but I don't know if I can handle the resulting social hangover.
And so today I went in to school a bit later than usual, because the bookbinding class had agreed to meet even though it was a holiday. We don't have very many weeks left to finish our various projects, and we need access to the presses. But I was completely useless, and barely managed to get anything done at all.
Damn it, I desperately need something that will feed energy back into my system instead of draining it all out.