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I feel sort of like I've got my feet stuck in deep mud, and they just keep sinking despite efforts to move, the pull into the underworld is intense. by underworld I mean deep recesses of my thoughts. which go on automatic overdrive whenever I'm alone. generally the thoughts are good, yet unrealistic fantastical and overindulgent. they distract me from more important things like the nine chapters i must read for government before next week. soon I'll need to register for classes this summer and next fall, i've never taken summer school, and frankly i am not too excited. I am so accustomed to 'free' summers, with nothing much to look forward to save sleeping late and reading on hot afternoons. I wish I was graduating.
This weekend I'm going to a concert with a girl who works for my mom, lisa. she's sweet and odd combo of english quirkiness and texas friendliness. It turns out the whole thing is going to be quite a bit more complicated than i had thought. she had said it was in austin...nope its in San Angelo, four hours away....it will be an overnight deal, not something i was counting on the weekend before a critique and two tests. I know I sound prissy, but I won't really know anyone, plus i'd never even heard of Pat Green before she invited me. it just seems like a lot of trouble that i am not in the mood for. they aren't even smokers! I'll be stuck in a car for four hours without a cigarette in a social situation, I don't know if i can handle it.... But the again i sure could use some socialization, I am way, way too used to being alone and content in my own fabricated world...
This weekend I'm going to a concert with a girl who works for my mom, lisa. she's sweet and odd combo of english quirkiness and texas friendliness. It turns out the whole thing is going to be quite a bit more complicated than i had thought. she had said it was in austin...nope its in San Angelo, four hours away....it will be an overnight deal, not something i was counting on the weekend before a critique and two tests. I know I sound prissy, but I won't really know anyone, plus i'd never even heard of Pat Green before she invited me. it just seems like a lot of trouble that i am not in the mood for. they aren't even smokers! I'll be stuck in a car for four hours without a cigarette in a social situation, I don't know if i can handle it.... But the again i sure could use some socialization, I am way, way too used to being alone and content in my own fabricated world...