Sep 30, 2007 16:50
I ordered the box set of Six Feet Under a week or so ago. All five seasons, plus two cds, a tiny book, and hours of what would otherwise have been my productive future. I'm very excited.
Also, the box is incredible. The top has green turf and a headstone, and the sides are pictures of dirt. It's very appropriate for the show I think.
The weekend was fine. I spent a night at a camp in Oracle, a YMCA camp where we sat around and did "bonding" activities to prepare ourselves for a year of being in Hall Council. We mostly just sat around and made fun of other people. I've really stepped up my game in terms of being catty this year. Last year, when I didn't like someone, I'd at least take the time to not talk about it, not make it an issue for anyone. Or at least it wouldn't come up because I started it, other people often disliked the same people that I did.
Now, I'm just mean. I don't have the patience to put up with things that I don't really like, and I'm disdainful about anything that seems even remotely uninteresting, or unlike things I already like. I don't try new things without looking down on the people who already do them, I'm mean. Just like I said. It's not fun, it's not happy, I'm not really sure where my tact went.
I like to make the excuse that I'm just tired, or not feeling well, so that makes me grumpy enough to be a bitch. But I think I've just let something go. Let some of my social skills slip, let myself get lazy.
I don't really know.
I guess otherwise, I'm pretty happy.
Life is going as well as to be expected, the Ben stuff makes it even better, so I don't have a lot to say there.