Dec 27, 2005 00:51
Note: Subject line is an actual book.
I realized that it's possible to actually tune out music. It just happened. I was listening to Muse - Stockholm Syndrome, and all of a sudden it was like there was no music, just this perfect moment of clarity. Pretty cool. The Holidays are upon us, and while that's great and we all rake in the booty (pirate slang, but for a select few, actual booty), I'm feeling kinda down for some reason. I dunno why. I'm spending time with my family, and I haven't done that in a LONG TIME. I'm finding that there are real projects I want to start and actually finish. I spend my nights with great people. I just feel.......crestfallen? heart-heavy? It's the fact that I'm alone (read: no girlfriend). I didn't realize it untill recently, but I'm not digging this single life. I'm mean there are times when it has it's advantages, but most of the time you play fifth wheel, or get paired (whether anyone else notices) with the other single person in the room. That happened at lunch when Jenny's boyfriend Chad came to town. We all went to LeMadaline in Kingwood. It was Jenny and Chad, Stephy and Craig (who's a cool guy) and me and James. See? Even in telling you about it I list it Couple-Couple-Single people. It doesn't always happen like that but life is very much about symmetry and equalization. Everyone's subconscious does it. So you say, "He already knows what the problem is, why doesn't he go and fix it?" Good question rhetorical audience subconscious. You see, the girl I would love to have back is taken, the girl who has always been there for me is taken and I'm far to self conscious to approach girls that are out of my league or even those that are in my league. Rhetorical audience subconscious: You? Self conscious enough to NOT be YOURSELF??!!??" I'm glad you noticed that part. I'm finding out that college is bringing back some very heavy neurocies that I had gotten over. It took me three years in high school to beat them, how long should it take me in college? Saying that a year in college is one semester = a year and a half. Eeps. Too long. Most friendships occur in the first year. SO, without being in band (where there are instant friends, and might I say friends worth keeping) AND without having anything to base conversation on, I, Michael Oder, must now shoot-the-shit with people I want to meet. I admit, I am having problems.
To recap: the options for dating I had have moved on, I'm neurotic, and I have troubling shooting shit.
Cindy gave me a really awesome christmas gift and I haven't stopped reading it. I can officially bend silverwear and tell if you are lying. It's an awesome book.
Got some cool things for Christmas. Thinking of having a poker game soon, as I have enjoyed playing it with my family these past days. So maybe wednesday or Thursday? I'm gonna say $5 Buy In. Scrape up the dough to play with the big boys.