An update.
Today I feel as though I'm starting to get all my ducks in a row. Well... sort of. I'm still stressed out about a few things (money, bills, should i drop this semester, family, sam's wedding [it's soo soon!], etc.) But at the moment, I feel hopeful that it will all work itself out, as things have a tendancy to do.
The past couple of days have been interesting. I read the eulogy at Mona's memorial yesterday and everyone said I did a good job, despite the fact that I was nervous. Thankfully Casey was there to provide solace and a quick exit. Because afterwards I was just very overwhelmed with all the people.
There was a gathering type thing back at my dad's house where my brothers, their friend dustin, casey, and I, mostly hid out on the patio and drank. That was kind of interesting because Casey starting chatting up the boys, and I got to hear/see a side of them that I normally don't.
Then afterwards, Joe came out with Casey and I. First we went to Wally's... and DAMN they make some strong drinks. The highlight of my evening was Joe dirty-dancing with the strange 40something year old haggard looking white woman... and afterwards her coming up to him and saying, "don't be skurred."
HAH, that was TERRIFIC, if I do say so myself. Anyway, after that we went to the Peacock room... I actually hadn't been there before, but I liked it... Had a very chill kind of vibe and good music, except for most of the karaoke going on in the other room.
The rest of the evening is straight up rediculous. And I don't want to talk about it too much... because I can't decide if I'm mad at my brother for acting like a jack-ass or not. Everyone is entitled to it every now and again I suppose.
As per tonight, after the benefit show fiasco (gag me with a spoon), i went to the poetry slam at stardust... which was nice enough. i got to play on the internet for free (hooray!) and see a few friedly faces... and of course, hear some great poetry.
Then, seeing as I was still kind of blue, and Daniel quasi-invited me to go dancing, I went. (YAAY!) I got to see Erin & Frank, and DANIEL and Jenn (p.s. Daniel's BD & mine are one day apart... can you say JOINT BIRTHDAY PARTY???) On the way out, got to debrief a little with Dev and waved to Ashli.
I am going to not think about stuff too much for a bit, I want to clear my head, and figure shit out on monday. And on that note, I'll close with this: "Procrastination is just like masturbation... it starts out good, but in the end, you're just fucking yourself." Goodnight folks.
The past couple of days have been interesting. I read the eulogy at Mona's memorial yesterday and everyone said I did a good job, despite the fact that I was nervous. Thankfully Casey was there to provide solace and a quick exit. Because afterwards I was just very overwhelmed with all the people.
There was a gathering type thing back at my dad's house where my brothers, their friend dustin, casey, and I, mostly hid out on the patio and drank. That was kind of interesting because Casey starting chatting up the boys, and I got to hear/see a side of them that I normally don't.
Then afterwards, Joe came out with Casey and I. First we went to Wally's... and DAMN they make some strong drinks. The highlight of my evening was Joe dirty-dancing with the strange 40something year old haggard looking white woman... and afterwards her coming up to him and saying, "don't be skurred."
HAH, that was TERRIFIC, if I do say so myself. Anyway, after that we went to the Peacock room... I actually hadn't been there before, but I liked it... Had a very chill kind of vibe and good music, except for most of the karaoke going on in the other room.
The rest of the evening is straight up rediculous. And I don't want to talk about it too much... because I can't decide if I'm mad at my brother for acting like a jack-ass or not. Everyone is entitled to it every now and again I suppose.
As per tonight, after the benefit show fiasco (gag me with a spoon), i went to the poetry slam at stardust... which was nice enough. i got to play on the internet for free (hooray!) and see a few friedly faces... and of course, hear some great poetry.
Then, seeing as I was still kind of blue, and Daniel quasi-invited me to go dancing, I went. (YAAY!) I got to see Erin & Frank, and DANIEL and Jenn (p.s. Daniel's BD & mine are one day apart... can you say JOINT BIRTHDAY PARTY???) On the way out, got to debrief a little with Dev and waved to Ashli.
I am going to not think about stuff too much for a bit, I want to clear my head, and figure shit out on monday. And on that note, I'll close with this: "Procrastination is just like masturbation... it starts out good, but in the end, you're just fucking yourself." Goodnight folks.