Good evening.
Hey there. How's it going. I am the most frequent LiveJournal updater alive.
I am also, at the moment, more bored than I think I have been in years.
There are lots of activities that I theoretically could have done for New Years' Eve -- found a concert to go to, went and hung out with some friends, drove around the city in circles until I ran out of gas, I don't know, something -- were it not for the two or three feet of snow that fell last night.
As it stands now, my car is cemented in place in the back lane (and after a misadventure last night involving an attempt to pick my little brother up from his girlfriend's place, I know better than to try and get it out of there again) and everybody I know appears to be out doing something. For the first time in years, I'm trapped inside my own home for New Year's Eve. Argh.
It's an odd feeling, being both lonely and stir-crazy. Man, what a pain.
Well, have to keep myself occupied somehow. I'm going to be ringing in the new year at home, with my cat, drinking white wine and playing Scorched Earth. Kind of sad, but one takes what one can get.
Somebody out there better be having a Happy New Year, because mine is ass. Bleah.
I am also, at the moment, more bored than I think I have been in years.
There are lots of activities that I theoretically could have done for New Years' Eve -- found a concert to go to, went and hung out with some friends, drove around the city in circles until I ran out of gas, I don't know, something -- were it not for the two or three feet of snow that fell last night.
As it stands now, my car is cemented in place in the back lane (and after a misadventure last night involving an attempt to pick my little brother up from his girlfriend's place, I know better than to try and get it out of there again) and everybody I know appears to be out doing something. For the first time in years, I'm trapped inside my own home for New Year's Eve. Argh.
It's an odd feeling, being both lonely and stir-crazy. Man, what a pain.
Well, have to keep myself occupied somehow. I'm going to be ringing in the new year at home, with my cat, drinking white wine and playing Scorched Earth. Kind of sad, but one takes what one can get.
Somebody out there better be having a Happy New Year, because mine is ass. Bleah.