Jan 19, 2009 15:56
I went back to my old job. Both of my installs so far have been in Orlando. Well now, if that's not the most boring thing ever....
My dad got me the home gym. I love this thing. It's nice being able to do pull-ups again without fucking up door jams or anything. I've gone back to my steady routine of hanging out with girls, getting attached to girls, then said girls distancing themselves from me for a short period of time. Eating rice. Drinking heavily on the weekends with my best compatriots: The Rybas, Row, Liam, Corbin, LaWaur, Will and the likes. My dad came and visited for a while. He didn't yell at me about anything. He came with me to see Will's trombone solo and met Ryan, Jeff, Ricky, Jack, Jasmine, and Rissa. Then we had a kegger. I'm hiding from lots of people. I like it. I'm avoiding downtown, haven't been pedi-cabbing, have been focusing on work and my one tiny lonely class. I think I'm regaining some anonymity.
I still don't like that The Dismemberment Plan's, "Emergency & I," could quite literally have been written about my life...and I'm not one of those people who feels that way about every album he's ever heard. This one however? Man...oh man....
"I've been good; I've been busy. I've realised my friends' true intentions; cut all ties. And I'm doing 10,000 push-ups a day."
If I had a choice, I don't think I'd change anything about my life right now. I wouldn't ask for more money, or stability, or love...this mire of comfortable, sort of lucrative quasi-success just seems so befitting.