Boosh...
So I was sitting up late last night(what's new) and I was wondering where all the people I have known in the past have gone. Friends of years gone past and then I realized what I was thinking about and suddenly realized that I just don't care. People I knew way back when up until people that I have recently just not spoken to one reason or another. The people I hung out with just a year ago are not the people I hang out with today. With the exception of one or two people, I've had a complete turn over in friends. Much to my suprise, it's exactly what I said I was going to do. Weed out the unnecessary people in my life. The people that were in no way enjoyable or beneficial to my life experience. See, sometimes I do say things and have a follow thru. On that front of things and in that aspect in my life I am a completely happier person. I've setteled in with a group of people more conducive to my views on life.
On the other side of the coin tho, the ringing in my ears is worse than ever and I haven't been particularly feeling too slick physically. I sleep for shit. I almost got myself up in a panic at about 4 this morning. Thank God Jen called me before she went to work and was kind enough to let me come by her place here while she was at work so I could play on the internet to distract myself from whatever it is that is eating at me. I really have no clue, but I just have a deep seated feeling of unease. I have no reason to be feeling like this. I really don't. The apartment is fab, my roommates are wonderful, my finances are in order and I haven't starved or any of that jazz. I've been more or less getting out and doing things. I managed to hit two Halloween parties this weekend.(HA, hopefully Adrian gets the pics back from that soon) Who knows, something just isn't right. Perhaps I'm getting lonely.
Yes, I voted for Bush. That should be no suprise to anyone that knows me. I saw yesterday that there were a bunch of protesters out because of his re-election. Ya know what? Shut the fuck up. He got the popular vote this time, he won the electoral college. He got more votes than any other president in history. DEAL with it. Quit your bitching and complaining about it and your pointless fucking protests, quit acting like goddamn 2 year olds throwing fits when you don't get your way. Grow up and just deal with things in life when they don't go your way. Your retarded chants and lame signs are't going to change a goddamn thing...EVER.
I saw signs of *Not my war, not my president* Fine it's not your war...but he is your president...now and for another 4 years. Grow up and accept it. If you really want to try to change things then why don't you find inroads to changing the system from the inside out from the bottom to the top. Would'nt that be more productive than marching around town and blocking traffic for hours?
So I was walking around for a bit last night and I had a cat follow me for about 20 minutes. Followed me all the way home. Rubbing on my legs. He let me pick him up and he nuzzled into the crook of my neck. I sat outside with the cat for a while trying to figure out whom he belonged to. Funny, this seems to happen to me all the time. This is the second year running that I've had a cat follow me home on a cold night. I was going to bring him up to my apartment and then see if Jen wanted him because I know she's looking for a cat, but when I called her I was very rudely spoken at...so no cat for her. I didn't end up bringing him up tho because he's a boy cat and we have to female cats. I felt terrible tho leaving him out in the cold. Who knows, if he's around again today I think I will take him in and name him Dubbya.
Well that's about all I have for now. I have a few things to get back to at home and a few things to try with my computer.
Enough.
Love and cats,
Robert John.
On the other side of the coin tho, the ringing in my ears is worse than ever and I haven't been particularly feeling too slick physically. I sleep for shit. I almost got myself up in a panic at about 4 this morning. Thank God Jen called me before she went to work and was kind enough to let me come by her place here while she was at work so I could play on the internet to distract myself from whatever it is that is eating at me. I really have no clue, but I just have a deep seated feeling of unease. I have no reason to be feeling like this. I really don't. The apartment is fab, my roommates are wonderful, my finances are in order and I haven't starved or any of that jazz. I've been more or less getting out and doing things. I managed to hit two Halloween parties this weekend.(HA, hopefully Adrian gets the pics back from that soon) Who knows, something just isn't right. Perhaps I'm getting lonely.
Yes, I voted for Bush. That should be no suprise to anyone that knows me. I saw yesterday that there were a bunch of protesters out because of his re-election. Ya know what? Shut the fuck up. He got the popular vote this time, he won the electoral college. He got more votes than any other president in history. DEAL with it. Quit your bitching and complaining about it and your pointless fucking protests, quit acting like goddamn 2 year olds throwing fits when you don't get your way. Grow up and just deal with things in life when they don't go your way. Your retarded chants and lame signs are't going to change a goddamn thing...EVER.
I saw signs of *Not my war, not my president* Fine it's not your war...but he is your president...now and for another 4 years. Grow up and accept it. If you really want to try to change things then why don't you find inroads to changing the system from the inside out from the bottom to the top. Would'nt that be more productive than marching around town and blocking traffic for hours?
So I was walking around for a bit last night and I had a cat follow me for about 20 minutes. Followed me all the way home. Rubbing on my legs. He let me pick him up and he nuzzled into the crook of my neck. I sat outside with the cat for a while trying to figure out whom he belonged to. Funny, this seems to happen to me all the time. This is the second year running that I've had a cat follow me home on a cold night. I was going to bring him up to my apartment and then see if Jen wanted him because I know she's looking for a cat, but when I called her I was very rudely spoken at...so no cat for her. I didn't end up bringing him up tho because he's a boy cat and we have to female cats. I felt terrible tho leaving him out in the cold. Who knows, if he's around again today I think I will take him in and name him Dubbya.
Well that's about all I have for now. I have a few things to get back to at home and a few things to try with my computer.
Enough.
Love and cats,
Robert John.